Even on Madison Avenue. Cubicles in this beautiful room that I once sat at the wooden desks of. I'll never forget __________ teaching me what a traveler's check was as I tried to understand where and when to meet her in Paris. And if she would show up. And when I would hit puberty. Good times. Check the reflective leg. Weird.
Warhol perfume. The Warhol people were a little crunchy so it better smell like heroin, speed pills cigs and arm pits. I always hear Jackie Curtis never bathed.
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