Near your lovely old stomping grounds. And I actually didn't get lost this trip- it was far too cold for any of that nonsense.
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Who We Are
Random freshman year roommates, who thanks to a bit of creative self-description (nonsmoking, check), ended up living together in tiny spaces for two entire years.
Now, over a decade later, we're on either coast- one in New York City, the other in Seattle- but we still send each other beautiful things to appreciate each day.
Now, over a decade later, we're on either coast- one in New York City, the other in Seattle- but we still send each other beautiful things to appreciate each day.
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- Winter
- Spring
- hey doll.
- so grateful it's not pitch black at 5pm anymore.
- Late Lunch, West Village
- Son of Snew
- renegade red.
- can green be deep even if it's not dark?
- More to the Point
- pointy practice.
- a&s
- Snew
- you did it!
- Why Get Up?
- guess again.
- Sky Slice
- this ol' game.
- Warm Brick
- the corner of streetlight & mountain.
- Hide and Go Beak
- Mitten
- Every Day Is Like
- a rare sighting.
- your turn.
- Close-Up 2
- close-up.
- in pursuit of 300.
- Late Afternoon, 41st and Park
- Golden Decay
- another kind of bubbly.
- how to chill.
- Why Yellow Is My Favorite Color, or Interspecies A...
- Brother, Can You Spare a Dime
- Potential
- Slither
- Indirect
- golden gate.
- cheers!
- Goodbye Hello
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1 comment:
i'm glad that after 10 years, you've started to figure it out. it's a great place to stomp.
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