Today Midtown smelled sweet. There were hints of Pina Colada in the air...
I think people are taking this whole "unseasonably warm" thing too far.
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Marc in the City
Where Seattle meets New York, and they talk about sports for a while, and Seattle admits that he doesn't really know much about sports... then passive-aggressively makes New York feel inadequate for not knowing about obscure bands from the Northwest.
I mostly use this space to talk about things I do and TV that I watch.
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I mostly use this space to talk about things I do and TV that I watch.
These symbols "{ }" indicate asides. You can skip these sections and the rest of the update will still make sense, as if the section never happened at all.
To contact me, send email to: marcinthecity@gmail.com.
1 comment:
Are people to blame for relishing in a temporary respite from winter? Or is Motherfucking Nature the real culprit, dangling the false hope of a gorgeous January day? We all know this can't keep up, but let's not go blaming the people just yet. Bougie Pig.
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