...my sister and I were lost on the upper East side, trying to find our way to Central Park (it was a block away) and complaining about the fact we had eaten at least three pieces of pizza a day since we'd been there, and all of the east coast girls were so damn skinny and then POOF! Matt Dillion, looking pissed off and hot, crossed our path on the corner of East 85th and Madison. When my sis and I were talking, midsentence I said "oh, and there's Matt Dillion", causing him to look over, look more pissed off (and hot), and walk faster - hence the only picture I could get was a side view. Yes, I felt creepy taking his picture, but it's not everyday you get to see Cliff Poncier walking down the street.
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