Here in Provence, the Mistral is fair: it blows for everyone and nobody escapes him. Me, I heard the call of the angels and here I am fighting against a breath of ice, walking towards the village grimacing cold. My cape color of the beast barely protects me and if I take my hand off, the crazy wind will take my hat.
The entrance to Steeplechase Park, Coney Island, 1919: colorized photo from an ebay listing.
Zenith Color Television, 1965
white is the color of traditional korean, chinese, and japanese funeral attire.
The #Gun_Hill_Road_Statiom on the No. #2_Line.
#New_York_City_Subways #mtanyctransit https://www.instagram.com/p/BnU4_syhcY0/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=kitjt2h38q0q
well yes, natalie, it’s called Acting....
“I was so young, and making movies, going to the studio every morning at dawn was magic. But I didn’t know who the hell I was. I was whoever they wanted me to be.” Natalie Wood by Earl Leaf, 1955.
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by William Whitaker
DOROTHY PARKER ONCE SAID OF NORMA: ‘HER’S WAS A FACE UNCLOUDED BY THOUGHT’
NSFW (WARNING: BLOG CONTAINS GRAPHIC HOMOSEXUAL POSTS. IF YOU ARE A BIGOT, PLEASE LEAVE AT ONCE)
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