When I was a kid, I wanted to be a giraffe when I grew up. It hasn't happened yet, but here's to hoping.
Friday, July 16, 2010
Missing Manhattan
"Chapter one: He was as toughandromantic as the city he loved. Beneath his black-rimmed glasses was the coiled sexual power of a jungle cat. I love this. New York was his town, and it would alwaysbe."
"Chapter one: He was as tough and romantic as the city he loved. Beneath his black-rimmed glasses was the coiled sexual power of a jungle cat. I love this. New York was his town, and it would always be." 
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