The heat is so intense in my brick oven of an apartment that when I poured the ice-cold Coke into the thick hand-blown glass with little Murano fish on it, the refrigerated liquid cracked the warm vessel.
I'm hanging out in my brother's air-conditioned room tonight.
Whoa Nellie, Mae West, and Pride Fest
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I know I Pooteewheet and I had been going to a lot of plays and music
lately. This is just a small subset of the culture lately that in some way
involved ...
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