New York Story Night 22
The onion soup is about patience, which is a trick that I'm trying to cultivate
“Onion soup is the devil’s love”
It’s late summer and there’s no one, not even a kid riding a bike.
He even had a basil plant.
I was a lemon in a world of bananas. A grapefruit in a world of oranges.
My friends think I’m very lucky to have Marvin, which is funny because none of them really know him.
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