The Wild Ones
It's been a month since I arrived in the bush (ie not LA or NYC). For the first time I'm alone, with a big city all to myself. I've produced a fashion show, sketched out of the Haight, chilled poolside in Pacific Heights, and avoided the bus system. There's something so off about the city, like it broke from something larger. That it's only one borough and we're all just searching around saying, "Where's the rest?"
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