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Schools (Other):
UNC Chapel Hill, NYU, Charles University, University of Havana
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Hobbies and Interests:
Firearms, Tango, Sweet Tea, Social Antagonizing
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Favorite Books:
Flannery O'conner for now
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Favorite Movies:
Pixote, Little Murders, Underground, In the Mood for Love, Any Almodovar
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Favorite Music:
Boban Markovic Orkestra, Reggaeton, Peggy Lee
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an isolated community of Honduran farmers has
come to worship Ashley as a Goddess of Fertillity,
potato cultivation, and the mighty Alpaca. They
eagerly pray for and await her second coming,
and the cases of ketchup and ballpark franks she
promised.
muchos besos. que pequeo el mundo. ja!
swinging with all your might from a rail
top level on the booze cruise, all red
shiny sports jacket and grin, with
children breakdancing beneath you and
the rest of us wide-eyed just knowing
you were about to let go and flip out
over the river, out into the night,
overboard, into the air. The whole time I
was standing by, positioning myself
between your legs and the side of the
boat, telling myself I would catch you if
anything happened. In truth, I was
hoping you'd do it. I was waiting to jump
out with you. Catskill is lucky it's not in
ashes right now.
Ashley a week and we've sung together,
laughed, learned we have mutual
friends... It just goes to show that
life presents some kooky twists! Did I
mention Ashley sings one hell of a
"that's what friends are for"?
teryaki shish-kabob with red onion,
asparagus, and cherry tomatoes.
Spicy too, very spicy.
death encounters, about the time she
cleaned her bathtub with a mixture of
ammonia and bleach, creating a toxic
chlorine cloud that she inhaled and burned
her throat, or the time she got microscopic
glass shards all over her face, about the
time she was the passenger in a car that
flipped off the road down a hill. i was moved
listening to these experiences and am there
for her.
of somewhere...
village hopping, so on and so
forthing, Ashley-guera guayabera...we
truly did discover World Ass Changing
Shit that day...too bad I can't
remember...Ashley, sind Sie die Bombe!
spontaneous, with larger breasts and a
much more interesting facade...and on
heavy doses of crack cocaine...When
near her, I feel odd tremors, as if
her powerful 'vibes' are running up
and down my spine...I realized early
on, trekking through the wilds of
Croatia with her, that
anything...anything...can and will
happen with Ashley around. She scares
me kind of...but that's becuase she's
more alive than you or I.
Ashley...don't hurt me...I really like
you alot.