A Book Is A Box Brimming With

A Wet Dream In The Mind Of New York.

I Don't Think You Will Ever Fully Understand How You've Touched My Life And Made Me Who I Am. I Don't Think You Could Ever Know Just How Truly Special You Are That Even On The Darkest Nights You Are My Brightest Star

Never Follow A Dog Act. You Know You're On The Skids When You Play Yourself In The Movie Version Of Your Life.

It Is The City Of Mirrors, The City Of Mirages, At Once Solid And Liquid, At Once Air And Stone.

Sex Just As A Drive, As A Hormonal Drive, Is Not Very Interesting.