Wednesday, March 7, 2007

Dry, cold New York

Oh you wrong people. Oh you liars, sacrilegious visigoths, crooks and lovers.. oh you sinful non repentants, thieves, fiefdom harbingers....

On your hallowed shores I now arrive.!

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