About Me
On Thanksgiving day 1985 my mother went into labor. As a side note, I was delivered in the front seat of a burgundy station wagon in the parking lot of Plantation General Hosipital... this random fact brings me great joy and one which I always try to work into conversation. It was a happy childhood, one with pony rides and themed birthday parties. Lacking a father-figure and surrounded by women, I flourised into a gay, gay little boy. And being the hopeful dreamer that I am I now find myself in NYC, pursuing the dream.
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