I was sipping coffee with my friends, “taking the waters” as we do every morning at East Village Coffee Lounge. I had been relating the story of an old girlfriend, who had either a large pink mole or a third…
I was sipping coffee with my friends, “taking the waters” as we do every morning at East Village Coffee Lounge. I had been relating the story of an old girlfriend, who had either a large pink mole or a third…