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Ridiculous human. Lover of laughs. Just try it for the summer.
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Just a little side boob. As a treat.
Thank you, thank you — sometimes the muse, sometimes the artist, and sometimes the art!
Yes! Exactly. Dance is always how I see it too. It was enthralling.
Naked, somewhere in Brooklyn, full and happy.
This was the splurgiest of splurges meal-wise on the trip and I would absolutely do it again. Worth every goddamn penny.
People are really very warm here if you just catch the right moment.
Just returned from a fucking transcendent meal at Smithereens. The food, the service, the people. Erotic.
Sat at a bar that was right by the kitchen. Struck up conversation with the couple next to me and in the course of that received a very generous pour of Pinot on the house. Incredible.
Seaweed martini. Grilled abalone skewers with shiitake and egg yolk. Probably the best lobster roll you will ever find. Celery ice cream float. When I ordered it they said, “oh, you like it wild style.”
When you are just walking around before dinner and it’s the cover of Physical Graffiti.
Two buildings on St. Marks Place.
I was also built to chat with older women on park benches.
In my element.
Exactly. Currently just vibing in a park. Going to walk around a little more until dinner.
Guys, I’m just so happy right now. While I would love to travel here with others, it’s such a treat to be here alone and soaking in memories and seeing what’s new.
No doubt. Loved watching fireworks from the balcony there among other fond memories.
I think Susie is still living in it? I kind of fell out-of-touch with her post divorce and Billy dying.
I secretly hope I’ll run into her, but doubtful.
This place is right down the street from where my ex’s great aunt (who I adored) lived in one of my favorite neighborhoods—East Village.
Quite possibly. It was that way when we lived here too.
So far the F train has more attractive people than the G.
Thanks! I have them in pink too!
Leaving to catch the F train.
That is not a euphemism.
A silly gal in maroon cords, a green top and green Nikes, with slightly damp, curly hair smiles in a mirror selfie.