Goodbye LA Walk
For the last couple of mornings Ilya and I have decided to document our last days together. Today I bring you....the Starbucks walk.
This is typically the moment where a homeless man tries to make sexy times with me or Ilya or where Ilya yells loudly about the weather.Oh Starbucks, how I love you. Your venti shaken black iced teas, your venti iced red eyes...my inability to ever order you sweetened for fear I will be judged over the mass quantity of Splenda that I put in you. I can't quit you downtown LA Starbucks....if only there were another Starbucks on this planet...wait what?
Ilya loves her some Starbucks too. She gets a butter croissant - which is important information to note should you ever be asked to bring her something back from a Starbucks run.
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