“In Soviet Russia, zone friends you!”
There is something worse than “I want to just be friends.” It’s “I want to go back to being waitress and customer,” and you’ll find it in this story.
“In Soviet Russia, zone friends you!”
There is something worse than “I want to just be friends.” It’s “I want to go back to being waitress and customer,” and you’ll find it in this story.
A random find courtesy of Carl Catron, a sax player who let me jam with his band on Sade’s Smooth Operator with his band Authentic Counterfeit at Kingston Station in Boston last April. How’s that for a totally random find?