A lot of people were high on the train this morning. They wore wraparounds and had the visors of their caps pulled low, but they couldn’t fool me. I’ve got the knack. I guess that means I’d make a good mom, wtf.

It’s a perfect day, a perfect day for whateverfish…

Go ahead...be good to yourself...eat an extra lunch, eat an extra dinner...fill your iced coffee with real cream.

one love, NYC...

maybe you could use a laugh?

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