Brush with Fame

I met Madonna last night! I walked into a café then proceeded to pay an exorbitant sum for a double espresso and a mocha. I carried the drinks to a table and then I noticed Madonna was sitting at the table next to me. I approached her and asked her if she was really Madonna and she said that she was not. But I knew it was her. So I took out a pad of paper and a pen and asked her for her autograph. She asked me my name and then proceeded to write a letter to me. Unfortunately, I woke up before I had a chance to read it.

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