My favorite store in the city is Apt. 909. I love it. I go in, love it most when I'm the only one there. I drop all my stuff and take off my shoes. The music is great and the atmostphere is like stepping in to another world. I got new glasses and a pretty dress.
Today, I set aside a weekend to spend time with a friend. I learned that
someone else is staying there: a fat, unemployed man-child who talks shit
about us...