"Well, it was sweet because we got a fresh loaf of bread from the Polish bread factory in Greenpoint, and then went to the park and laid out on the grass to look at the stars. Then we used the bread loaf as a pillow together and he held me."
Said in a recent conversation with a very good (and who shall remain anonymous) friend in NYC.
HAHAHA. What the fuck...
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