January 2012
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actualmente
me gusta mucho entrar la noche y a ver la mañana en lo mismo tiempo contigo. sin embargo-menos a duerme-no es importa por nosotros. la noche está en calma y al amanecer como siempre {pero ahora mas fuerte} nos damos un dia nueva…
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A belated Birthday visit to Boston for Coyle's... →
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Coyle's top 5 reasons for living in Boston:
1. The down to earth/blue collar culture.
2. Seeing the ocean everyday.
3. I can walk/bike anywhere, but train if I want.
4. I pay 650/month, have three floors and a patio.
5. Tons of young/smart people.
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coney island
an opossum was seen riding the d train.
-New York Magazine
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John Steinbeck on Falling in Love: A 1958 Letter... →
youmightfindyourself:
New York November 10, 1958
Dear Thom:
We had your letter this morning. I will answer it from my point of view and of course Elaine will from hers.
First — if you are in love — that’s a good thing — that’s about the best thing that can happen to anyone. Don’t let anyone make it small or light to you.
Second — There are several kinds of love. One is a selfish, mean,...
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jury is still out on this one...however,... →
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Stephen Hawking and Christopher Langan argue that the egg came before the...
– Chicken or the egg (via youmightfindyourself)
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6.17 am, Manhattan
I like it when I lie awake in the early morning, listening through my window cracked open for a breeze, above the taxis splashing through rain puddles on broadway, past the street sweepers noisily shuffling four stories below me, over the helicopters spinning their propellers above in the sky…I can hear a few song birds singing, welcoming winter’s day, in all her morning glory.
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deals like this one makes a girl want to go'a jet... →
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Keith Richards
And life was black-and-white; the Technicolor was just around the corner, but it wasn’t there yet in 1959. That’s why you have music. If you can’t say it, sing it. Listen to the songs of the period. Heavily pointed and romantic, and trying to say things that they couldn’t say in prose or even on paper. Weathers fine, 7:30 p.m., wind has died down, P.S. I love you.
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Marlene Dietrich
Sex. In America, an obsession. In other parts of the world, a fact.
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make it for el Consulado de España and i do... →
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December 2011
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Merry Family Christmas
I’m going to ask your (very conservative) aunt how she feels about lesbians today.
-my father