By now we're all aware that Internet Madison Avenue knows everything there is to know about us. (Yes, they're listening to us through our phones: As an experiment Damian and I started talking about orange juice -- something we never drink and have never searched online -- and ads started popping up within a day.) Still, this ad for an office building where I worked from 1998-2002 -- 810 Seventh Ave. -- that appeared on my blog yesterday left me completely freaked out. Then I remembered I had walked past it on Friday but swear I didn't say a word!
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