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terra mia part III

I set my sights on you, no one else will do.

So open up your loving arms, watch out here I come.

dead or alive

the way we were...

...in New York in the 90s i.e. before peyton became an international electropop diva, christopher became a world-renowned video artist, and stef hit bottom as the infamous girlontape.

And no, it has not gone to their heads: we're still friends after all these years.

In these pictures, the terrible three prep for their weekly pilgrimage to the magical, unforgettable, majestical dance floor of the one & only DJ junior vasquez...

...who said: "When I began to DJ it was because I wanted to connect to everyone. I wanted music to bring us together and allow us to share that light that exists in all of us."

And so it goes: one house, one love. I still remember it... don't you?

the age of innocence

Some things suck royally. For example all the ways you keep proving what a fraud you are & therefore must have been all along, and how do I keep from being degraded by that?

When along comes this message from a boy who sat behind me in elementary school: You had long hair and glasses and you were so sweet. It's been 35 years but I just wanted you to know I was so in love with you.

The very same day Christopher sends me this picture: I see us ten years ago. I see me and I think, I am still that vibrant loving truthful person and no one can take that away from me, not even you.

some call me the gangster of love

girlontape: De ahora en más, todos culpables hasta comprobar su inocencia.
nómade en su feudo: O sea que todos culpables. Pero que tengan algún encanto...un acento british por ej.
tu marido: Soy una máquina de cometer errores.
fab: En un rato llegan todas tus mejores amigas a mi casa a tomar un té, vos no estás invitada.
nómade en su feudo: Por un sólo chiste cínico con acento british me entrego.
girlontape: Extraño a tu marido. Devolvemelo.

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girlontape: That's it. From now on they're all guilty until proven innocent.
nomad in her feud: A case none of them can make, which is why they should come equipped with some kind of charm. Like a Brit accent.
your husband: I'm nothing but an error-generating machine.
fab: All your closest girlfriends are coming over for tea and you're not invited.
nomad in her feud: I'm willing to surrender my body for just one cynical joke in a Brit accent.
girlontape: I miss your husband. Give him back.
Berlin Does Drag Best

One of our many mornings of madness when we find ourselves shooting porn films in abandoned underground public toilets, or spontaneous spoken word poetry performances chez moi, or all sorts of other nonsense, we found ourselves creating a character for Harry to perform an old German song. Which we filmed. Which we've never looked at since...but just found a still, so of course must immediately share it with you.

Carta de Berlín

En una de esas mañanas de locura en las que nos hallamos filmando pelis porno en algún baño público abandonado, o impulsivamente mandándonos alguna performance poética en casa, nos encontramos creando un personaje para que Harry cante una antigua canción alemana. Cosa que filmamos. Cosa que nunca volvimos a mirar…pero acabo de dar con una toma fija. Aunque quede claro que el drag no es lo suyo, Harry quiso compartirla de inmediato con vos.