Profile: i write things. sometimes not too poorly, even. i photograph things. i don't capture them, but i render how the appeared to me, or perhaps how i might have seen them if i'd been looking in a different way. i don't believe in finalities, and new beginnings are old hat with me. i am not what i appear to be, or even what i think i am. i am, in a nutshell, a nut. eat me, or feed me to an elephant. Email this author
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pissed in NYC
Um, Mr. President, why do you smell like the inside of my grandpa’s Wild Turkey bottle?
Oct 8th, 2007
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