I am so ahead of the curve. I await you at the End of Old World. Spooky Noodles insists there is old land to be grabbed.
The photograph of Lauren Bacall lighting up a cigarette is America’s Mona Lisa. There’s a package wrapped in brown paper tied with common twine. The cup of coffee – lives! How the charm bracelet hangs on her famous forearm – is extremely sexy! It undresses her.
This was already my favorite photograph when I met Belle at the Wandering Goat. She was igcognito, wrapped in a mysterious box, that unleashed daemons on me when I dare point out her Rip Van Winkle poem – was too revealing!
When Lauren married Bogart, she was now in the Vanderbilt family tree. She was a Jew. She was kin to this man, and this princess. There is a labyrinth associated with the Dukes of Marlborough. We are going there, and the other labyrinth. I am conducting a Beauty Contest – that might kill me! Von Trump ‘King of New York’ is trying to…
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