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jack kerouac – lonesome traveller.
Excellent read. Wild loose erratic observant sensitive spontaneous poetic prose.
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nabar exist.
Waiting for the G train green line on the map from Queens to Brooklyn to get on the blue line A train to change onto the C at Utica Avenue en-route to the Air-Train at Howard Beach then to terminal … Continue reading
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kerouac – american haiku
in the morning frost the cats step slowly. beautiful young girls running up the library steps with shorts on.
book club: american literature.
I’m beginning to have difficulties recalling the books I’ve read over the last few years, so I’m compiling a list of texts I can remember reading and can recommend – for my own posterity if nothing else. I thought … Continue reading
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stream of conscious exercises.
what’s the recipe for your necessities? greedy ingredients don’t mix well. too baked to bake. shake things up a little. don’t spill your words on my screen. clean up after yourself. huh? can i scrape the bowl? space is deep, … Continue reading
william burroughs.
Nothing is true, everything is permitted. pencil, watercolour, acrylic.
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love you not.
In our backward world, money and greed have become power, but from its casted shadow grows a plastic flower and all the petals love you not. - jw
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taxi driver
my friend called me a V.I.P taxi…. which means you get leather seats and magazines. it’s kinda funny. but they’re also very clean and they come quickly and buzz your apartment door.. I told TD (taxi driver) that … Continue reading
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avalon.
The orange Budget Car Rental man leans over the d i v i d e r into the red Avis Car Rental’s booth and mutters, “she’s changed”. To which the Avis woman in a red woolen vest replies … Continue reading
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