Memoir of Lewis “Lewd” DeVred, in regards to the disappearance of Madam Z
If you were wondering who that shivering fool was – the one sitting on the curb on E. 12th street all morning, looking disappointed and confused – it was just me, Lew. Lewis Edward DeVred III, to be exact.
Yeah, it’s a fancy name, maybe. But, I assure you, I’m a pretty simple guy,