Max Lakritz

you once caught a wiff of cigar outside a darkened doorway in a fog-filled night when the light was just so and the sounds of a sax came floating out of the night and... more

you once caught a wiff of cigar outside a darkened doorway in a fog-filled night when the light was just so and the sounds of a sax came floating out of the night and you knew, you just knew, it was One of Those Moments