I Picked The Wrong Week To Watch Every Episode Of Sex And The City

It was one of those cloudless late-spring New York days when the air is just a few degrees cooler than blood-temperature and the smell of blooming trees drowns out that of the garbage and exhaust. In Midtown, the sidewalks were thronged with smiling, sunglassed waddlers offering up their pasty winter faces to the sun.… »5/27/08 1:40pm5/27/08 1:40pm