As Coltrane pours his heart into his version of “My Favorite Things” I hear a knock on the door
. Tonight is an opportunity to reflect on how far I’ve come as I watch the city lights replace the setting sun’s rays reflecting off the glass of downtown.
. “You ever been with a woman?” Mark asked her. At the counter, she poured an orange, syrupy substance into a tray and grabbed an applicator
As Coltrane pours his heart into his version of “My Favorite Things” I hear a knock on the door
. Tonight is an opportunity to reflect on how far I’ve come as I watch the city lights replace the setting sun’s rays reflecting off the glass of downtown.
. “You ever been with a woman?” Mark asked her. At the counter, she poured an orange, syrupy substance into a tray and grabbed an applicator
As Coltrane pours his heart into his version of “My Favorite Things” I hear a knock on the door
. Tonight is an opportunity to reflect on how far I’ve come as I watch the city lights replace the setting sun’s rays reflecting off the glass of downtown.
. “You ever been with a woman?” Mark asked her. At the counter, she poured an orange, syrupy substance into a tray and grabbed an applicator
