This is my third or fourth blog, as I'm quick to abandon them and then regret the loss of something well written in my memory. But then with short concern I imagine that it only felt well written after a hot cocoa with cointreau.
So with sober laptop and more sober recollections, I have managed to surface a few thoughts worth typing out... the unfortunate thing for you lot, is that I may well abandon this one too. Crossing fingers and streets to hope I might stick around for a while... I might finally be old enough to have the patience of time.
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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...
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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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It was Claudia's birthday a couple of days ago. I'm not exactly sure when we met, but my first recollection was in the 1980s, wh...
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