A rainy fourth. How appropriate for where we find ourselves as citizens of this once great nation.
More and more I identify as being a New Yorker--that particular breed of tuff and pampered. Ive got great taste and I know what i want.
...that aching, soaring feeling of being a part of IT--the lights and the legacy, the busy minutes and sparkling hours--no matter what goes down.
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