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Regarding Liz Armstrong's Chicago Antisocial column, "Please Shoot Me" [February 11]. I am the guy she refers to in the beginning of her piece. We were at the Museum of Contemporary Art First Fridays event, which is well-known as a place to meet professional singles. Indeed, the MCA promotes it as such.

Ms. Armstrong was apparently amused enough by my attempt to speak with her to include it in her article. She characterizes the First Fridays scene as one of desperation and groping for conversation, yet later writes, "If someone wanted to talk to you, instead of approaching you like a grown-up . . . they could leave a note for you at the coat check." Had I known she was there to pity well-intended love-seeking singles and write fake notes, I certainly wouldn't have bothered her with my pickup line. By the way, what isn't a pickup line at a singles event? Hi, meet my wife/husband???

I'll refrain from disputing her subjective observation about my social awkwardness since she was flattering in her physical description of me, which I appreciate. These "big, pretty eyes" saw a very cute brunette and I was mildly disappointed to find out she was working rather than enjoying First Fridays for what it is--a safe and fun alternative to clubs, bars, Matches ads, etc--with cool art, to boot.

Ms. Armstrong is attractive and articulate enough that she doesn't need to go to these events. But judging by the crowds, a lot of folks are enjoying themselves and--gasp!--getting dates.

Gurhan Gurkan



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