True to my name, for once—I'm on the road. The road called Brooklyn. It's -4 degrees outside, and the moon is a delicate sliver. Hijinks have ensued.
More when I'm back on the left coast. Just didn't want you to think I don't care.
Come on, give us a hug. That's better.
The NYC BCB
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