Postcards from the Edge or: New York State of Mind
(The picture above was taken at the White House Hotel. I knew the resident who owned this picture: his entire cubicle was wallpapered with pictures of the Madonna).
I came to New York because I had nowhere else to go.
Growing up in Montrose, Pennsylvania the Village Voice was culture, wit, sophistication -- everything Montrose wasn't. The Voice arrived…
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