The Lotus Suckers

For one night, I would reverse the flow of the universe. Give me your dorks, your losers, your thick-chained mooks from Jersey yearning to get lucky. For them I would open the golden door while the beautiful people waited outside. I could do this because Lotus, the hardest club to get into in Manhattan, let me work the velvet rope as doorman last Thursday, giving me complete control over who entered. I called all my friends, told them to dress badly and show up after midnight. To up the dork content even further I sent an e-mail to the entire TIME...

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