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on the way to breakfast at hugo's, pulled up in traffic next to the queen of america's blacked-out cadillac cavalcade.
'it's oprah! it's oprah!' whooped clara over-excitedly.
stuffed more ram into the new laptop at melrose mac
and did a bit of lazy shopping for kid's clothes.
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i see faces (again)
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sohohoho house for dinner with tony ciulla (manson, the yeah yeah yeahs and die antwoord's manager)
sat opposite al pacino who was talking broken italian with friends.
also in da house, ralph fiennes: sat at the bar on his own.
caught up with otis too (my promo directing agent) who's making a move out here.