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WHILE COOLIES SLEEP

Seven thirty a.m. Greenpoint street ramble. Biting fresh by the river. Sun getting up and shards break off over the brownstones and over us. Waking.

BROKELYN FLOWER

Makes me a little sad. Not ET catharsis film watching sad but I don't know what's with this broken ET/life force flower monument but it's not right. And I'm jet-tired. And Brooklyn just got wet-cold.

LAST BEST

Tags: khat/visceral/habitualbreezing/hawk/headed/so/lar/crooked/zennn/HYPE WILLIAMS

ON COURTNEY?

NEVERMIND Guitar Hero kurtsploitation. This is much more artisan. No spinning!

Oh hello Glenn.

PUZZLE BUDDY

So excited.

CRAZED CANDLES

"...they keep feeding them sugar lumps and drugs." My news agent gives me the 'knowing' frown as he reaches over the petit crumbly voice. But i don't want that knowing. I don't want to be on the smug side. I want to drift in and out of other. I want scenario. I throw plot on strangers. I want to run off with fragments. Make it up. I'm a good guesser. I reckon I am. Trusting of my hunches. Gets me tangled though. Gets me wrong. But what's with knowing and being so sure? Better the other, yeah? The random else. The crazed candles.

SFO IN DALSTON

Take a frisco drop him on the Kingsland Road turn your back and:

FUNNY HOW IT FELL

in iphoto

PIZZA COMA

3am & 4 breakfast 2

LONDONE

London

want to drive

out of you