two weeks ago (it was february 15) a woman drove her convertible with the top down.
now, spring teases at least and throwing pears in unimaginably huge arcs over rooves and (accidentally) at windows has to be the best method for bursting with laughter. i bet sidewalk-splattered pears taste better.
don't you love the guy who plays afternoon harmonica on the corner of chapel st?
CVP
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