last night we saw broken social scene along with every american in paris. the best show ive ever seen without a doubt.
its raning still. weve found a laundromat and are expecting to get lost finding it again.
tell me. howre things going back home? tell me youre fine.
yesterday afternoon i saw a man holding a baby carriage over his shulder as he walked down the biggest set of stairs in the world. the baby was peeking over. i feared for him.