Two ecstacy-filled hours later, we're out of the Big Apple, but only after watching one last loser.
And speaking of ecstacy, our last Hollywood hopeful was Isadora, who entertained -- OK, not really -- judges with an incoherent drug-inspired medley of "Lady Marmalade" and "Piece of My Heart." So we didn't get another next-round entrant...but we finally found someone who's on more drugs than Paula. Imagine that.
With that, tonight's a wrap. Send me your insights and get ready for Birmingham next week.
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