I don’t often speak about my encounter with Laurent Faust.

It was something bizarre… A few close friends know about it, but even they only have the outline. One would think that being in possession of such rare ‘yakety-yakyakistan’ as hers would have made me a more well-known figure in ponylit--never mind the extended ponywebs. So why, for the sake of my career, hold anything back?

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