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Sunday, September 18, 2005

Creativity at a Price

2005.Sep.18 Sunday

New York City – The evening started out like a bad movie. It was raining. My friend John had a date, so I was left to my own devices and relegated to a divey little inn (don’t worry, it wasn’t last minute, I knew about it in advance). Having come into the city fairly last [...]

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