ice。 Vanessa picked up the
camera in the box。 I could film the pendants and use them in the opening credits of the film
essay about New York。 What nice way to introduce the film。 For a moment； people think that
had been run in a serene rural area。 Then it cut to something distinctly urban； and shippers
of beef carcasses bloody landing on West Street。
She lost time with the lens； trying to close one of the pendants and then back to an
overview。 Seemed a little National Geographic do it otherwise。 Dan always said that she
needed to take more action in films； but insisted that Vanessa movie was exactly as poetry。
Nothing had to happen necessarily； just had to feel something。
And while Vanessa was standing in the snow on the shores of the frozen lake； trying to
capture the beauty of the perfect moment and pendants of ice； she finally felt one thing： a
black thong ass in the freezing of ine。
That afternoon； Nate had led Jenny to see the matinee of The nutcracker at Lincoln Center。
It was exactly as Nate remember； with the huge Christmas tree and the amazing size fighting
in mice。 Jenny was sitting amazed； fascinated by the music； the scenery； costumes and
dancers … especially the Fairy Sugar。 The heart of it was about to explode in the end； when
Clara and her nutcracker prince go to heaven in a sleigh pulled by horses。
Then Jenny and Nate should follow straight to her house for dinner to Rufus； but there was a
more perfect to destroy an afternoon walk than go to the home of the father； who； with his
shirt that was pouring in the kitchen rum and a bottle of ketchup economic size in a pan。
Nate was so perfect all day； holding her hand and