Turn up the Frank Sinatra on your MP3 player, pull up your collars, light up a Marlboro, tilt your trilby at a jaunty angle and take a stroll with me along the rain battered streets of Manhattan!
Here’s Frank to tell it like it is.
Turn up the Frank Sinatra on your MP3 player, pull up your collars, light up a Marlboro, tilt your trilby at a jaunty angle and take a stroll with me along the rain battered streets of Manhattan!
Here’s Frank to tell it like it is.
New York is so sick!
I recognize MANY of these scenes and corners! Ah, taking me back!