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Wendy on Wednesdays


 

Tale #103

It was a wet and windy Wednesday in November when… …Mr. X who had been an eligible bachelor banker when he left his townhouse rental in the East 80’s and relocated to London 8 years ago called to tell me that he’d quit his job, g...

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Tale #102

It was a warm Wednesday in October when… …after a delicious dinner at The Mark, I glanced at my phone and saw a dozen “SOS” texts and missed calls from Mr. X. He apologized for bothering me “after working hours” (didn’t kno...

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Tale #101

It was a windy wet Wednesday in September when… …after impatiently waiting 26 minutes for a Via that was supposed to have arrived in 9 minutes, I panicked that I’d be so late for jury duty that they’d tell me I’d have to come b...

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Tale #100

It was a wickedly humid Wednesday in August when… …on my first day back from a wedding at The Ritz Carlton in Bachelor’s Gulch, Colorado Mr. X called to say he’d seen me on TV showing a terrific apartment to a young newlywed, Ms....

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Tale #99

It was a beautiful July Wednesday morning in Aspen when… ...I was casually strolling to a table by the pool at Little Nell when I spotted a familiar face who I thought was a radiologist I’d sat next to at a very boring doctor dinner ...

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Tale #98

It was a wickedly warm Wednesday in June when… …on my first day back from a fabulous time in Tuscany my dermatologist Dr. X called to say that the tiny dot she had removed the day before I left for Italy was a Basal cell and I needed...

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Tale #96

It was a wet Wednesday in April when… …after a year of “tryouts” with the architect, contractor and designer we debuted our fabulously renovated 4 bedroom sponsor unit to a standing room only (or in this case sitting in the lobby...

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Tale #95

It was a wet and windy Wednesday in March when… Mrs. X called to say she was in from LA because her mother had died on Monday and wondered if I would be available to begin showing her three bedroom apartments with outdoor space and pre...

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Tale #94

It was a bitter cold Wednesday in February when… …I got a message from someone named Mr. X who said they would be staying at the Baccarat and although they loved the hotel, they wanted to buy a two bedroom apartment on the Upper East...

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Tale #93

It was a snowy Wednesday in January when… …my movie star handsome childhood friend called to ask if I’d help his “friend” Mrs. X find a rental as she had just split from her husband whose name I recognized as that of a famous B...

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