Escaping from New York

 

Valya nyc

( I am not happy with the eyes,)

My friend Valya, is in New York. She is not, enjoying the experience. So I remembered John Carpenters piece. Escape from New York

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0082340/

It used to be, my favorite film. I then went through puberty. I have thought of buying it, not sure why, I haven't

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