Oh Thank God. The East Village was suffering from a shortage of drunken idiots, but these two and a thousand others are rushing in to fill the gap.
Is it wrong to long for the good old days when a junkie would have stabbed them for a fix?
I walk around and meet people. Take some pictures, make some deals. Mostly New York City but I roam sometimes.
I can’t even begin to count how many
Lenten Saturdays I’ve woke up with some combination of a...
The game has changed
Just another gorgeous day at the beach in LA.
My bed buddy
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