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“Who would let you people in their house??”
Only a madman. : P
Actually, the smell i remmeber most from bangkok is the shampoo used at the Sukhothai Hotel where I’ve stayed for the past 18 years. it’s made by Floris, who has a shop on madison Ave in the 70s.
Actually that painting was some pretty damn good decoration.
quote: cheap perfume, sweat, cigarettes and baby powder.
That doesn’t sound attractive. Sounds like a gross mess.
About 25 years ago, I attended a bachelor party of a colleague at Bell Labs in Holmdel, NJ. The party was held in a guy’s house near there, and another guy was in charge of arranging a stripper. The stripper who had been arranged cancelled at the last minute, and he had to hastily arrange for another. The only one he could find was a girl who loved in Greenwich Village. She agreed to take the train down to Holmdel, but wanted a drive back. Since I lived in the city, I was volunteered to drive her back. I told her: “no perfume”.
I can tell you that it is a very strange experience driving a stripper back to her home (an hour’s drive) after a performance. The next day everyone wanted to know “What did you talk about”?
I have to agree with DH. NYC roads definitely better than they used to be, but NOT at the level of Nassau County. I spend a lot of time driving there due to my stepmother’s illness and other stuff with her and my dad (both late 80s) and it’s much better kept.
But alongside Old Country Road or Hempstead Turnpike or Sunrise Highway, more empty stores than in Brooklyn and Queens I think.
Dibs, some reckless individual, no doubt.
Lechacal: “…..I think of it I’m mostly calibrating my reactions to things by what I perceive others to expect my reaction to be.”
Donatella: “I saw you, wide-eyed in admiration of an atmospheric, smokey-grey, green, marine scene painting at a brownstoner’s house once.”
Lecahcal: See above.
“I saw you, wide-eyed in admiration of an atmospheric, smokey-grey, green, marine scene painting at a brownstoner’s house once.”
Who would let you people in their house??????