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In a damning review of jewelry store Fortunoff, Cintra Wilson writes of the service: "There is a saleswoman approximately every five feet. Some are young, with pencil eyebrows and hoop earrings; others have accents and lipstick on their teeth. You quickly learn that giving them eye contact is like waving an eight-foot croissant in front of beach-town gulls: they’re so attentive, you might lose an arm." [NY Times]