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We decided to walk out together, and phones started to ring at the booths of the rich galleries who could afford to install landlines (oh, life before cell phones)... Adriaan picked up Pace Wildenstein's phone and said, "Club Satyricon, how may I help you?" Then he picked up another and said, "Everything is sold! Don't call back!" We ran out of there, laughing so hard -- and I knew he would be my friend forever.
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