The first day at the college in lower Manhattan, I was snuffling about, looking for a lecture theatre and feeling, despite my scholarship, like a complete dunce. Everyone at the school seemed so worldly; in fact they seemed to come from another world. Edgy – that’s the world Lil would use. They were from Planet Edgy. Every second person had a cigarette hanging casually from a hand; each boy seemed to have tight stovepipe trousers or cute summer dresses that revealed legs tanned naturally by the sun in the Hamptons, instead of under a sunbed in some dingy North London salon. Thinking it might be better to pack it in then and there, I suddenly heard an infectious Tinkerbell-type laugh that seemed to resonate – just like Lil’s. Edging into a crowd that had formed around a trio of girls, I saw the three were doing some sort of dance. Well, two were dancing, the middle one – a crazily dressed blonde with the longest legs I’d ever seen – was sort of lurching about.
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