Cupcakes are my anti-drug


I call it “Frosting Poetic in Inwood.” The cupcakes are delicious. Thanks, Bobby, for letting me lick the big bowl!

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One Comment

  1. NYCspinguy says:

    That sounds a bit diry..

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