Archive for February 9, 2002
Say Anything
Night is falling on Hell’s Kitchen. It’s not been a day of terrific accomplishment. I didn’t make it to the army/navy store for pants, or Lee’s Art Supplies for blank canvas. I didn’t buy new socks, or get my laundry to the laundromat. I didn’t do anything, except a get a haircut, read a few…
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