"Art is a lie that tells the truth" -- Pablo Picasso
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Another New York Minute
Then there were those weekends when Anne Marie got tired of being an adorable ditz and tired of Donald. In 1967, she'd head down to the East Village, order a beer, light up a joint, and watch The Velvet Underground.
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Anne Marie probably stared longingly through the haze at Lou Reed and John Cale, hoping that both or either of them liked girls.
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