There was a time when I could write with an ease and fluidity unmatched in all the realms of real estate faggotry.
I have grown to be an elf. Unsure of the 72nd street hookers whom I used to refer to as "that girl" with the eyes of.......
Hey. That kid just got hit by a bike! I mean. I mean, that kid on the bike just got hit by a car.
THERE WAS NO ONE THERE!