On a recent Friday night, as the prime-time evening rush was starting to subside, I dined with Harry Styles and Zoë Kravitz, the are-they-or-aren’t-they couple of the moment. He, Errol Flynn–ish with his new mustache, and she, doe-eyed and sylphlike, were at a table in the back. I was at a window seat up front, but why split hairs? We all …
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