Two friends, 365 days.
evening pick-up
hugging a “hut dog” in the rain
one last little turn around the old neighborhood
left behind
late autumn wind
if coctail were a movie set in 2010 and tom cruise were a couple of fuck ups and nobody gave a shit and listened to pop punk from 1994.
autumn and her matching sneakers
table 14.
wandering coney island in search of vitamin d
brooklyn soul.
autumn comes to washington square
brick rays.
day drunk, nightime photo.
uninspired
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