I love the rain. Really. The smell, the feel, jumping in puddles.
I know for a fact that what happens here, in Boston, is not rain.
What happens here is hellish and all kinds of unpleasant, inspiring people to tell me I look like a drowned rat. Thanks.
And now, for something completely different, a picture:
Copley Square, Boston Public Library, People.
I know for a fact that what happens here, in Boston, is not rain.
What happens here is hellish and all kinds of unpleasant, inspiring people to tell me I look like a drowned rat. Thanks.
And now, for something completely different, a picture:
Copley Square, Boston Public Library, People.