(tt) I ordered Sheldon to take me for lunch and not make me decide where so we wandered up 93rd.
Here we crossed Amsterdam and looked northward.
How about this entrance. I'd pretend to be Carol Lombard coming home at 6 am in a gown cut on the bias!
A frieze round a high school entrance
The Shrieking Finger points to our very spot
A wall for racial diversity and boids
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