It’s cold. It’s raining. It’s windy. My umbrella keeps blowing inside out. My legs are cramped and screaming out in agony. I’ve walked miles. I have period cramps. I have blisters on my feet. On my right thigh I have 8 bruises. I’m tired, I’m hungry, I have a headache. I love New York. grrrrr..
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1 dad bowden // Sep 30, 2003 at 5:01 am
I think you could have that situation any were in the northern part of this country.
Except your in New York City at the present time
Just a fram of mind
Take care Dad