Javier and The Twins

Javier and The Twins 2

I depended on Javier Lopez and his twin girls. They lived in my Grandmother Sylvia’s building and looked out for her, ran errands, checked in every day without fail. But then he got locked up. And I couldn’t sleep, letting Sylvia stay there. I cancelled several gigs and hauled ass from the south of France to the South Bronx to pack her up. She was mad about it, too. So I spent a small bundle on a 2-bedroom cottage in a pricey Seniors community out on Long Island. I moved her boyfriend in, too, and that made her happy. But the twins. They were in private school, it was not cheap and Javier was facing five years. I couldn’t let them drop out. They looked too cute in their uniforms. So I took over the tuition. But I got their headmaster very clear on one thing. “They believe their Papa is making this happen. Make damn sure they never hear anything else.”

Winona’s coat by Azzedine Alaia

Poor Lil’ Carly…

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