remember that old SNL episode with Nicolas Cage playing a guy named "Asswipe" and he's like "no no- it's pronounced ahs-we-PAY" and he and his missus go to a party and someone loudly says "hey everyone, it's Emily and Ass-wipe!" I always think of that when I buy toilet paper.
5th Avenue.
the bench represents, like, existence. you know?
"lovage story": lovage, ginger, rum, lime. goddamn delicious as fuck.
a sunsetty portal through a wealthy person's shrubbery.
seeking symmetry on 17th. I did not crop this at all.
symmetry part 2. I love me a good church.
a hot night at the Laurelton.
"are we not drawn onward, we few, drawn onward to new era?" ...because we all need a badass palindrome to fall back on, and sometimes "do geese see god?" doesn't quite cut it.









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