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... > Lewinsky shoves his phone in my face, showing a photo of a tailored suit, just after I’ve wrapped my morning meetings. It’s been a hectic day—expected, after what happened last night.
"Who says you’re invited?" I ask, taking my seat at the table where my lunch is waiting.
"As if there’s another person on this planet who can be your best man." He rolls his eyes and walks toward the full-length mirror in the corner, holding his phone up like he’s virtually trying the suits on him ...
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