Tuesday, August 11, 2009


If you happened to have seen a girl in an orange skirt frantically running errands and sweating profusely while eating an individual size one of theseon the Upper West Side this afternoon, that wasn't me. I was the girl frantically running errands, sweating profusely, eating one of those (and spilling it), who (much to her surprise upon returning to the gallery) had a large rip in the back of her orange skirt.


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