Every time I come by Popp’s Fountain I feel simultaneously overdressed and underdressed. I should be wearing a diaphanous white gown, and possibly either feeding grapes to another pretty girl, or being fed grapes by another pretty girl.


I’m not really prime material for a Maxfield Parrish painting either. Way too old.


Clearly you need a time machine or something so you can be the on BOTH ends of the grapes.

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