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06.|. Discovering New York City
I have an early and highly visual memory of staying with my grandmother in Forest Hills, where she lived in a great big white brick building...
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I'm a fight attendant. I don't talk about it much as it is a bit of a screw-you to a design and art world that became too competit... -
Throughout the 80s, there was one day every year that was filled with nothing but love and friendship. I usually spent it on Phoebe Zeeman... -
Lady Corona paid an unexpected visit. I have an issue with talking about health; or more specifically sickness. This might be the result ...
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