rose in midair

Thursday, August 7, 2014

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last night: "I would rather be poor in New York City than rich anywhere else" - crazy birthday party held at a Taiwanese pork c...
Sunday, August 3, 2014

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late night kerouac: We were never really born, we will never really die. It has nothing to do with the imaginary idea of a personal self,...

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What? Learning Nepali dance at 2am on the search for Colombian arepas in Jackson heights? Yes.
Wednesday, July 30, 2014

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Today. yoga in a sun drenched room, then gluttony. market where they cook the fish you choose (today, branzino) and then you eat it...

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Convergence of so many things right now. i. Master the art of living : If you approach each moment, each task, each person, without exp...
Tuesday, July 29, 2014

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At midnight I was watching the owner of the store downstairs perform magic card tricks. At 5am there was an orange glow of sunrise licking a...
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Monday, July 28, 2014

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Blustery summer morning. Chai time.
Friday, July 25, 2014

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i am always torn about lingering just a little longer to hear the artists that play at the Lexington-53rd subway station in between the E/M ...
Thursday, July 24, 2014

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Friday, July 18, 2014

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it was all cowboy boots and country songs, open skies and neatly endless fields of corn, funnel cakes and frozen custard, and oh-...
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