Thursday, April 9, 2009
Why do you play with my emotions, Rochester?
It is on days like these when Rochester is actually bearable. There are few things better than driving around in rainstorms listening to Kid A.
It is on days like these when fog only makes Maine seem more mysterious. Like a foreign country.
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