Curb Girl: what an urban-based accidental journalist accidentally thinks
when she's falling face-first on figurative pavement
I LOVE that picture.
It's weird to think that that body (incarnation) no longer exists. Someones are made to miss forever.PS, it's 3 a.m., and if I were all NEN in Midtown, I'd track down what lame trash-container truck was dumping, crashing and beep-beep-beeping at this hour (which for me is approx. 4:30 p.m. but for most of you is so the middle of the night).
beautiful Katrina! what a wonderful shot.
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