John Angulat
pro member
As the leaves begin to change, a crisness in the air.
No more brightly dressed beauties to grace a city street.
Blond hair blowing in the wind.
A graceful fan, held ever so delicately.
Uh, wait.
Nevermind.
No more brightly dressed beauties to grace a city street.
Blond hair blowing in the wind.
A graceful fan, held ever so delicately.
Uh, wait.
Nevermind.

Life in New York...from my wanderings