Updating from my stoop
06/08/03
And man, do I feel like a Brooklynite.
Of course, in this case it's because my evil landlord has had the heat on all day and the basement padlocked, and it's 96 degrees in my apartment. (Yes, I have a thermometer.)
I guess I should expect this given that I live at 666 Fulton Street; clearly, Satan runs the building, or at least the heating system.
Gah. Sleep may not be forthcoming.
Think cold thoughts in my direction.
Shanghai
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Hi Mike:
It was great meeting you yesterday. We love your website.
Let's keep in touch.
Stephanie and Maurice