Friday, March 18, 2011

Back on Valentine's Day I was walking along the Hudson River Greenway and found a couple sheets of folded notebook paper lying by the curb.  My first thought was: "Hilarious love letter found in the street!"  But instead it was a diary entry all about how the person detested herself.  That's not hilarious.  And it's not something I can quote, either.

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