we are the homeless. and so are you.

confessions of a dinner whore

Saturday, December 16, 2006

new york , new york

" But there, glittering in the distance of my mind, was New York City. It seemed to me that New York was the place where misfits could fit.
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And I walked around in trance, daydreaming about Manhattan. Trying to see if I could picture myself there among the skyscrapers and hot dog vendors.
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Of course I can make it in New York City. "

Augusten Burroughs

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