the grouch once called himself a simple man who liked pretty things. what an admirable thing to be it seems to me. living in brooklyn. working in advertising. tons of fun with a slender frame and few cases of wit. drink up.
Friday, January 06, 2006
Sounds I hear in Brooklyn
Mischievous kids speaking espanol, The whistle of wind and lately rain; Words I don’t know being spoken by Poles, Wheels every 15, because of the train.
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yeeah.
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