Tuesday 11 December 2007


I ran into a pooch called Romance last night. He was very eager to get up close to a certain white whippet of my acquaintance. She sniffed, then turned her back. His owner pulled him away. I don't think he noticed me.

1 comment:

  1. i miss new york

    i spent seven days soaking it in

    in it

    i miss it

    i feel like an onion yearning to be carmalised, but there is no gas to heat the oiled pan

    david x