6.14.2005

never alone

The round Italian man sings in the street.
Buskers show off their ware convincing u of ur new image if you just shop there.
A procession of people singing hallelujah celebrate a saint.
I walk out of a store with a new pair of birkenstocks and I am asked if I can spare some change. I walk on.
Everywhere I turn something is happening.

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