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“LOOKING FOR MR. GOOD Ol’ Boy” (7/28) was such a classic that I had to write to tell you just that. I’ve never been to Sea Horses (I’m waiting for a special occasion so that I, too, will have an excuse to don white stilettos and flesh-colored hose), but I have stumbled upon many a dive where eau de vomit is the cologne of choice by men who have seen more ass than a rental car. You captured every detail of the cheesy bar scene so well that I have to commend you. It does make one wonder exactly where you spend your free time, and what mode of transportation gets you there—one doesn’t have to read between the lines to catch a hint of yearning in your mention of the T-top IROC-Z….

See you at LuLu’s.

Capitol Hill