I have drunk deeply of the hateraid and now nothing touches my hard, calloused soul. There are those who maintain I never had one to start with.
Monday, October 06, 2003
You live in a small New York flat. What would you have as a pet ?
A hamster maybe ? A cat ? Perhaps even a small dog ? Why, oh why, would you have a full grown tiger, and a crocodile ? And why do crazy people seem drawn to New York ?