Insanity. New York City is a battlefield, of late.
For me, living in Coronaville, means never being alone.
There does not appear to be a pandemic pall in New York City.
I have gone cold Turkey.
Sitting on the beach in Malibu. I am thinking that this is my final bow for a few months.
Open and honest.
I was finally brave enough to dine outside.
I did have Courage.
Middle of the night fantasies.
We all spend a lot of time chasing our tail.
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