I wake up in the same bed, with the same cat perched onto my legs, and crane my head to look out of the window. Only now, I turn my head to the left to be greated by a tidy red brick wall and an enormous what I think to be electrical coil of thick …
I wake up in the same bed, with the same cat perched onto my legs, and crane my head to look out of the window. Only now, I turn my head to the left to be greated by a tidy red brick wall and an enormous what I think to be electrical coil of thick …
I love New York and I love Nora Ephron.
“The terrain of New York is such that a resident sometimes travels farther, in the end, than a commuter. Irving Berlin’s journey from Cherry Street in the lower East Side to an apartment uptown was through an alley and was only three or four miles in length; but it was like going three times around …
how fascinating is this? it’s a big saturday night, 4th of july weekend, the pulse of fireworks exploding outside of my window (although, it’s the 2nd, NOT the 4th, people…). the world is out and about, merry making and carrying on and consuming large amounts of liquor. and why not? it’s a big birthday. when …
m wood pen 
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