Sleeping with Saints
Random comments and random foci from a random guy.
Saturday, June 29, 2013
Chez Scribner: I knew thee well.
It's not as elegant as when the Scribner's lived here, so many years ago.
But it was like losing an old friend.
A smoky old friend.
Richard was appalled when I left the house with a stick and marshmallows!
There went the neighborhood!
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