"THAT CHANDELIER IS WORTH MORE THAN YOU'LL EVER MAKE IN YOUR LIFETIME"

THIS LOVELY 25 YEAR OLD GRADUATE STUDENT AND FORMER PART TIME BARTENDER IS NOW IN HER EARLY THIRTIES AND MAKING HIGH SIX FIGURES AS THE OVERSEAS DIRECTOR OF THE HUMAN RESOURCES DEPARTMENT WITH A FAMOUS WORLDWIDE COMPANY. 

Mr. Paduano assaulted me on the back seat of a taxicab after my birthday dinner, on October 17, 2009, at about 10:30 pm. He rubbed his hands all over me like an octopus for the entire ride to Wine & Roses for my birthday party. I was pushing his hands off of me for the entire ride.

Todd and I had invited our friends, Ruth and Anthony, and Col Allan, the Editor-in-Chief of the NY Post, along with his wife, Sharon, to Jean George restaurant for dinner.

Afterwards, we split up for the ride to Wine & Roses for my birthday party. Anthony and I were the last ones down the stairs, so we hopped into a cab together.

When we got to my wine bar, I did not make a big deal out of Mr. Paduano's drunken attack - even though nobody in my entire life had ever come close to treating me in such a manner.

I went into Wine & Roses and did not tell anyone. There was nothing I could do. If I told Ruth it would destroy our relationship. So, I never mentioned the incident to anyone except Todd. I was not going to allow the incident to ruin my birthday, and especially my relationship with Ruth.

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I do have to ask one question: how would Ruth and Anthony like it if Todd attacked ruth like that? I think there would be very, very grave consequences.

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Be that as it may, there were many more concerning 'crimes' Mr. Paduano would commit against me other than being a drunk mauling me.

Mr. Paduano's betrayal, stealing my bar, was worse than his octopus routine.  Mr. Paduano raped my soul when he stole my baby and viciously gutted it in front of my eyes ...and everyone in the neighborhood.

Todd had pleaded with Mr. Paduano to stop his relentless attacks on me made without any provocation.

Todd wrote him to "act like a human being" and stop. But it was Mr. Paduano's intention for me to never be able to get back up and build a new wine bar.

One afternoon, Mr. Paduano wrote emails that were particularly offensive. I will spare you the details of how I ended up with blood on my head.

Todd sent Mr. Paduano the photo (above) and Mr. Paduano responded with a single word: "CRAZY" and just continued to bully me.

Mr. Paduano humiliated me by giving freshly cut pieces of my white marble bar to the restaurant owners in the area.

He caused my agoraphobia that lasted for years. His defamation spread to the entire neighborhood and the media.

• And, as if that is not enough to cause intense agoraphobia - Mr. Paduano lives directly across the street from my apartment.

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 **DISCLAIMER**:  I am not a lawyer.  My opinions and descriptions of the emails and documents displayed on this website, and my chosen nomenclatures for them, are strictly derived from my own layperson's understanding of the definitions of the applicable statutes and torts in basic legal reference manuals and guides. “All statements are opinion-based allegations; no factual assertion has been adjudicated. All references to "crime" are alleged and used in accordance with its colloquial definition:  "A grave offense, especially against morality.  Reprehensible, foolish, or disgraceful. Evil, shameful, or wrong."