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On Friday I infiltrated Deborah Schoeneman's book release party as Gawker's official Team Party Crash stand-in photog.

I chatted with Moby about a mutual L.A. lady friend. "She's a lesbian now, isn't she?" He asked. Then he looked me in the eyes and said, "You, lady, are made of stars." And then he offered me a Teany.*

The rest is all, you know, after the jump.

* Only the first half of that paragraph is true.