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
 
					
					
				 
 
		 
 
		 
 
		