Sure, but I thought he was exaggerating. Then she left. The angry honking of horns and squealing brakes followed it. So I move in all my worldly possessions, I’m not there three weeks when she slipsboarding a number 10 uptown bus, the doors close
twenty-six. reamer to those of us crawling forward moment after moment in time, with nothing to break our routinesave death. Pretty much alike in our ownership of human emotions, needs, drives, failings. K YOU FOR A THREE-BUTTON CASHMERE SPORT JACKET AND NOW THEY’VE BURNED A HOLE IN YOUR LAPEL AND I’M FEELIN’ SO SADBUH-BUH-BY TH
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