Tuesday, November 3, 2009

eight million stories...

After I moved out of a house I shared with a number of girls, I caught up with one of them one afternoon. That particular house had been her first real share house.

"I thought living with a boy would be naked city," she said.

"Well, I thought something similar living in a house full of girls."

"You know, maybe naked city doesn't exist," she said.

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