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do i say it enough? could i be any more in love? i'm walt whitman & philadelphia is my manhattan. i can scarcely recall the last time i needed to reference a street sign. i hopscotch haphazardly, lost in reverie, from train station to subway station to taxicab to street corner-- inventing trajectories as i go.. wandering through old city just to hear my heels on cobblestone, strolling past the theatres & cafes & my favorite used bookstore. smiling because i have no reason not to, being friendlier with strangers than i ever am elsewhere. this city is a galaxy of graffiti & statues & window displays-- how could i not be starry-eyed? how could i resist sitting at my usual bench in washington square park (below the lamp post, parallel to the fountain) 'til i realize how long its been since i had feeling in my fingers & toes? regardless, that is the only place where i seem capable of finishing a crossword puzzle.
oh & yesterday i saw tommy hilfiger walking into the fox news building, which deserves mention because that man is very orange. i spent the remainder of my day having lunch at the best chinese place in the city with a nice jewish boy, then going to his house in jerz & getting high & playing boardgames & baking/decorating cupcakes. could shit get any cuter? mom's response to my meeting a jewish boy & not being immediately annoyed: "alina, hell has frozen over". i think she's planning wedding invitations in her head.
what have you guys been listening to? reading? i've been listening to a lot of brazilian girls (so fun, hear this!), seabear, and colossal. i'm midway through a book scott gave me called strange philadelphia. it's a quick read, just a compilation of odd things that have happened in philly in the past that most people haven't heard about or know. and my finals are almost over, one left on friday & then freedom!
oh & yesterday i saw tommy hilfiger walking into the fox news building, which deserves mention because that man is very orange. i spent the remainder of my day having lunch at the best chinese place in the city with a nice jewish boy, then going to his house in jerz & getting high & playing boardgames & baking/decorating cupcakes. could shit get any cuter? mom's response to my meeting a jewish boy & not being immediately annoyed: "alina, hell has frozen over". i think she's planning wedding invitations in her head.
what have you guys been listening to? reading? i've been listening to a lot of brazilian girls (so fun, hear this!), seabear, and colossal. i'm midway through a book scott gave me called strange philadelphia. it's a quick read, just a compilation of odd things that have happened in philly in the past that most people haven't heard about or know. and my finals are almost over, one left on friday & then freedom!