Yesterday was disturbingly similar to Easter.
It was a beautiful, hot sunny day.
I stared out in Dolores Park in the afternoon, then followed a twisting road that ran through the towns of white wine, mint julep, mandarin and soda, and ending in Jack and gingerville, where I again made a fool of myself by making out with TT in the back of 440.
I'm so smooth.
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