"If I weren 't capable, I wouldn 't be talked about"
The traffic was maddening on the Long Island side of New York City's Queensboro Bridge, with motorists darting heedlessly into a crowded intersection. The ensuing gridlock trapped a long gray sedan with VIP license plates. A frosted blond head poked out of the backseat window. "You are a stupid man!" she shouted at a driver who had cut her off. "You are a stupid man!" Then she got out of the car and rushed into the middle of the snarled intersection. Ignoring honks, raised...
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