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But it was a vastly entertaining night, all right. I felt rather conspicuous, for all the world like Mr. Smith Going To Washington, what with all that glitz and glamor, and me in my finest corduroy and Buster Brown boots. The hotel had no hot water, the gala banquet was shrimp canapes & cocktail sauce and the awrds show itself was only ... mmm .... lightly produced, shall we say. But there's no finer People Show anywhere than along Hollywood Boulevard, that's for certain.
I only wish I'd dressed to show more leg.
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