M Bar and Lounge
sleeping tidily in lacquered berths, char and silk, what fine orphanage
Kelly’s Diner
if only we all were soaked in cinnamon and butter and mercy
Jo Jo Taipei
no less a comfort than a mother putting on your other mitten
Pastelaria Broadway
nose, jaw, sunk deeply, losing myself in your fried wiles, dear coxinha
Frank’s Steak House
i am sixty-five; townies do not give a damn with each beefy chew
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