Provincetown. Snow, rain, fog. 'By the Bay' redefined. Yes, San Francisco, I've left. I'll sign this note with a hint toward anticipation. Return, faithful readers, late tomorrow night for a new work. Reserve a nice bottle of wine.
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
About Me
- Name: the Bay
- Location: San Francisco, California, United States
poet, meanderer, artist, single, pasta lover. decidedly on the quiet side, but affable enough.
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