"I do not intend to tiptoe quietly through my life, only to arrive safely at death."
FREELANCE WRITING & PHOTOGRAPHY
Sunday, May 25, 2014
Walking by the brownstone where I used to live, a man is sitting on the stoop playing a harmonica. I introduce myself and meet Gary, who just happens to be living in "my" room. Gary spends part of his time in New York City and the rest of the year in Brazil...