when i meet a woman randomly (while i am rapidly acquiring a taste for single malt whiskey, thank you sam s.), that tells me she loves my jacket, and has lived in the chelsea hotel for 15 years. it snows on my face and it is clear blue skys, and michael pitts does a double take at me...???
hmm...sydney, new york, sydney, new york, sydney, new york...
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