Ah, this takes me back to those crazy days of high school, when my friends and I would go to the opera (moshing in the orchestra pit) and would end the night at the modern art gallery discussing Kafka and sipping a sassy Cabernet from a paper bag. Good times, good times.
Ah, this takes me back to those crazy days of high school, when my friends and I would go to the opera (moshing in the orchestra pit) and would end the night at the modern art gallery discussing Kafka and sipping a sassy Cabernet from a paper bag. Good times, good times.