This note was found in a room at my friend’s hotel/fishing lodge, The Cedars, by the maid service.
I found this at the library in a Hellboy comic.
It seems even the trash cans are neater on the Upper East Side. I found this stack of torn pages from a teenage diary placed delicately on top, no rooting required. This prep school girl partied a lot more than I ever did in high school, and her diary reads like the portrait of the … Continued