Iris, exhaustion, etc
hi my love.
on a flight to milan. about to take off but not about to miss a sunday with you.
it is spectacularly italian here on this plane. lots of excitement.
i am worn out.
the week flew by. i took the album cover with janette. saw my savta. ate one russ and daughters.
and that’s about it.
so much to catch up on, some day when i’m not on a red eye. until then, a photo dump, to quote the youths
and, of course, a celebration of Iris’ centennial.
a couple of years ago my friend sam called me and said, “wherever the fuck you are, get to midtown now. Iris is here and she has necklaces for us.”
i took a $150 cab from way out in queens. it was the best day of my life. thanks forever, sam.
and thank you, you. real t talk next week
love you
t
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