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<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"I found this photo in my big hatbox this morning – I was looking for something else and instead floated off down memory lane. This photo is what happens when you live with one of your best friends, and you have the same sense of humor, and you take a joke and you run with it. I am drunk (obviously) and Mitchell said to me, “You know – in that get-up you somehow look like a disaffected member of some defunct royal family – like a Hapsburg princess on vacation in the Alps or something.”<\/p>\n
What? But that became the joke. That I was a coked-up princess deprived of her throne – being all bitter and glamourous in some Alpine nightclub. There are a number of other photos in this series. I loved living with Mitchell, we were always doing crap like that.<\/p>\n
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I found this photo in my big hatbox this morning – I was looking for something else and instead floated off down memory lane. This photo is what happens when you live with one of your best friends, and you … Continue reading