“For the upper crust of New York, art appreciation is like a girl going out for the cheerleading squad in high school. Often, it’s got very little to do with a love of the “sport,” and a whole lot to do with the status symbol. But I actually enjoy art—beautiful paintings, interesting sculptures. Although I could do without performance and certain modern pieces—pissing in a jar and calling it art is not my idea of fucking talent. I swing by Dee’s at seven, but I leave my bike at home. Del...ores told me she’s wearing a dress, so she’ll definitely prefer taking a cab to the gallery. And what a dress it is. When she opens her apartment door, all I can do is stare. My mouth hangs open—drooling is definitely possible. It’s sleeveless and short—accentuating her long, toned limbs. Bright blue and green geometric-dotted fabric covers her ample breasts and the lower half of the dress.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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