He drove along the riviera in a Ferrari Daytona. His aviator sunglasses blocking the summer French sun ahead of him. None of this was his. The car was borrowed, the setting was a vacation. Even the glasses were from a friend, taken only to complete the image. He dreamed of not only of the jet set, but a time when that really meant something. Back when glamorous and hip were synonymous.
Monday, March 30, 2009
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