I'd forgotten how beautiful New York City boys could be.
There was one opposite me on the JMZ this evening. Black peacoat, black beanie, cheekbones you could break a heart with.
Had to distract myself from staring at him by watching the old Chinese man opposite me try and open a pack of sesame crackers while still wearing gloves.
Thursday, October 26, 2006
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