Finally got a vase, by which I mean, finally picked up a free vase off the sidewalk in Carroll Gardens. Either way, these opening night roses aren’t sitting in the cup that goes with the immersion blender anymore, so onward and upward and stuff.
You know what they say!
You’re not a real New Yorker till you’ve voted for mayor and screamed at a man for getting under your umbrella and then looking up your skirt.
As caution to other amateur voyeurs out there: I know a lot of awful words and will say them loudly, deeply, and with terrific diaphragmatic support.
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