R Street?

Sitting down on a bench at the subway station, with Kindle in hand, waiting for my 2nd train to take me home, I "sense" a family to my right whose 9 year old son was instructing his father that they were meant to take an R train to R Street for the W.  Something sounded... Continue Reading →

Where could I live?

wAllegedly, I wrote a blog about a year ago which a friend of mine has been trying to find.  She claims that the blog talked about how I felt about leaving NYC for Mexico...about how I adjusted and that it contained words and expressions which only I use.  I never read my blogs again after... Continue Reading →

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