Locrates is in a near panic. He searches relentlessly for the one thing all people seek, from time to time: truth. His search has brought him to the heart of the big city.
All right, Alfred. Let's get to it.
Living room. Clean the desk, wipe it down. God get that dust outta here. The windows! Get the windows, for god's sake
Liza and Carlos are a pair of West Coast transplants who moved to New York City for work right after college. They first met on Carlos’ 26th birthday on a night out with
High noon on a mid-Spring Saturday. Derek sits in a plaza to smoke a joint and take in the sun. He is nursing a wicked hangover and plans on throwing the kitchen sink