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Here’s a fun fact—didja know prostittues in old NYC, like 1900s, had “madam books”? Lists of clients! Imagine me in one—Larry David, “neurotic complainer, bad tipper.” I’d be furious! “Who’s readin’ this? J. Edgar Hoover?” Anyway, I’m standin’ there, starin’, and she’s like, “You lost, pal?” Lost? Me? I’m a freakin’ mess! I’m thinkin’, “This ain’t *Brooklyn*—no one’s savin’ me!” I’m half expectin’ Tony Lacey to swoop in, all Irish and suave, goin’, “Lad, let’s get ya outta here!”

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Im back with some moodboards for the matt and the glowy faced girls of summer i just want sparkly slightly sweaty looks for humid nights.

I’m like, “Yo, Tanaka, we gotta bounce.” But he’s like, “Relax, it’s fine.” I’m thinkin’, “Fine? This ain’t fine!” So, I grab his arm, and we head out. As we’re walkin’ down the street, I’m keepin’ my eyes peeled. Tanabe’s streets are usually chill, but today? Not so much.

Hayden Tanabe ’18 Continues Leadership Legacy at Harvard Business School