Sunday, January 24, 2010


"Chapter one.
He adored New York City.
He idolised it all out of proportion. "
Uh, no. Make that "He romanticised it all out of proportion.
To him, no matter what the season was,
this was still a town that existed in black and white
and pulsated to the great tunes of George Gershwin."

1 comment:

Allison said...

I just found your blog through Courtney's blogs via "stumbleupon" and I had to say how much both your blogs fill my heart. I live in Napa, CA currently but I'm an Indiana girl forever(miss me some B-town) and I love reading about your thoughts and feelings of a city (and a life) you love. Hope this isn't too out of left field :)
Just thank you, you are a day brightener