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It's possible page one of this weekend's Sunday Styles didn't feature the most coverage of the most despicable people ever fit onto one page of the Times. (There have probably been entire pages inside the front section devoted to, say, Hitler.) But it certainly must be a record for cramming all sorts of hideous human beings onto a section front, to the exclusion of anything else. Dov Charney? Check. A hipster asshole engaging in competitive air guitar? Check. "Hollywood actors," "a famous Brazilian model," "men splashed with too much cologne," and "women with collagen-inflated lips teetering in heels" at a rooftop bar in Chelsea? Check, check, check, and check.

What we can't figure out is how the equally offensive "portfolio dater" was allowed to escape to the City section.

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