There was a touch of surrealism as a green Paris bus and a red London double-decker plied Manhattan's Madison Avenue, all for the sake of getting art lovers there in time. There was gracious classicism as 2,000 gallerygoers in black tie and Balenciagas raced up and down 22 city blocks all evening long, trying to take in one another, champagne, and a staggering array of art works. There was even pop enthusiasm as girls in thigh-high miniskirts buzzed to and fro on the back seats of motorcycles.
The occasion was the $25-a-ticket opening night...
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