That God Shaped Hole

By admin | April 21, 2007 | Comments Off on That God Shaped Hole

I am staring out the window, watching the city pass me by, when I tell her that I feel old and irrelevant. Abbi and I are in the back of a yellow cab. The clock is creeping towards one o’clock. We’re on our way back uptown from Jeff Jacobson’s CD release show at Rockwood. We…

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