Saturday, March 28, 2009

Since I am staying in a ten bedroom mansion off the coast of Greece, I decided to spend the day in my tennis shorts eating turkish delight and reading the biography of Maria Callas and Aristotle Onassis's love affair. (A biography of a love affair is an interesting idea, no?) I lay on the terrace overlooking the harbour, basking in the sunlight on my naked torso, with just the gentle sounds of the boats bobbing below for company and this in my head:

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