04 January 2008


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I had this best friend who was a photographer and we ruled Sausalito. We drank a lot of champagne and we went puddle stomping in bright yellow rain boots and we pretty generally caused men to run in every direction.... I wore my pajamas out to breakfast at The Sweet Shop all the time. I'd flag down stock brokers in Porsches when I missed the ferry into San Francisco. The world was my oyster.

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