Five Lessons for the Readers of New York Magazine

1. Dogs aren't people.

2. Rock stars aren't philosophers.

3. Wine is still booze.

4. Fashion isn't credential.

5. A world exists outside Manhattan.

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Makayla Steiner said…
Rock stars aren't philosophers? Are you sure? Lol.
April 22, 2009 at 9:39 PM
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