Casper

The fung wah bus is somewhat comparable with eating a fast food hamburger: smelly, unhygenic, and cheap. This is how I got to New York last weekend from Boston for my first Burning Angel shoot. At approximately midnight Chinatown greeted me with snow and wontons and I quickly got in the nearest cab to meet up with January. She is amazing. Once in Brooklyn conversations began about nervous shitting and insane asylums. I secretly wanted to snugglefuck her on the air mattress she brought (I restrained and passed out a futon). The next day it was sleeting like crazy. Breakfast sounded good so we wend to this joint down the street where you can get a f... continue reading