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Meanwhile Spaces Gallery was moving into the bottom floor of the warehouse and I helped them scrape the walls, which led to my first one-person show in 1984, which led to 22 years of decent press for art and “Artcrimes” until my new wife and I left the country in 2006 for 31 mont...
The Alinosi Ice Cream Shoppe in Detroit sits boarded-up, its 1950s charm nearly lost. The abandoned building is for sale.
The next member can add “Have a taco truck parked outside,” followed by “Hire a DJ who plays 80s hits,” and so on. This is a simple and effective way to encourage spontaneous thinking while breaking ice. 52. Resource scramble Allocating office supplies and recognizing how to manage ...
Popsicle Cone : Ice Cream Game Tushar Rachhadiya Designed for iPad Free Offers In-App Purchases Screenshots iPad iPhone Description Hey Chef, You are the master chef? We have been looking for a long time! Create your own restaurant and make food dishes like meals and desserts with using tap...
Liam wasn’t mine, and probably never would be at this point, but seeing the kind of girl he’d chosen in the past made me want to crawl into an oversized set of sweats and eat ice cream until I puked. Nikki kicked Liam in the ribs and muttered something that sounded like “Sorry...
This is no ordinary ice-cream ...from the friendly service to the amazing ice cream. We were delighted to encounter the Scoops and Smiles Ice Cream truck at a graduation party. We feel in love with the delicious flavor options. Tasted even better than it looked....
At 14 I still had no relationship with my father and had long since given up expecting one. But maybe in some last ditch effort to find myself in him, or perhaps simply to spite my mother, I picked up the phone and called. “Don’t tell me you’re one of thosegoths;” my father...
My husband must feel really guilty about not stopping to get me ice cream last night because now, driving back home after a week of vacation, three days in Washington DC, trekking our boys from monument to monument, in and out of museums where their glazed over eyes looked only to get ...