It’s maybe a little weird to be asked to a party by a stranger. I know that.

But – it’s possible you won’t remember this – we did meet one time at that coffee shop on Irving Place. You and me were the only people in line (weird for that place, they’re always packed)… They were taking a long time to fix your drink, so you turned and said hi to me and asked if I worked from home.

Point is, I’m not a complete stranger. In fact, I’d say, statistically, I’ve spent more time with you than about 99% of the people in the world.

And when you think about it, how many parties have you been to in your life where you don’t actually know the host. Probably like a million.

Come to mine. Come on.


p.s. A quick google search will tell you most anything you need to know about me, in case you’re curious. My last name is Claus.

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