I am uglier outside of New York. Part of the morning in Utah. Afternoon in Seattle. After a while the rat-a-tat-tat of healthy complexions and bare midriffs and exposed thonglines and insouciant priviledge becomes totally overwhelming. I miss the pallor of my friends. I do.
On the other hand, outside of New York and Seattle, Americans are fucking humongous. SLC, case in point. You *cannot* buy a non-KingSize Snicker's at SLC airport.Posted by dbrown at March 30, 2003 01:17 AM