fredagen den 13:e april 2012
Oh New York - bigger and warmer than San Francisco and bursting at the seams with energy - I'm your Scarlet O'Hara. Your Queen of Coney Island raising hell all over town - not sorry about it! Kiss me on my open mouth. The wide streets accommodate me well and walking the streets alone feels fulfilling not emptying. I can not be despondent when I am surrounded by so much exuberant, vivacious livelihood. Big cities are where I find my way home.