Ah, I love that poem. It felt a bit like breathing in bed late at night, if that makes any sense. Favorite line might be: lyrics in Morse code on your window at three A.M., whiskey doing push-ups on my breath. But I worked within the confines of my character, cast But then again, I'm a sucker for lyrical metaphor.
So, I also have a question to ask... I vaguely remember (and by vaguely remember, I mean I've marveled at your exploits) that you've been in NYC for the past few years. I'm visiting there for the first time in a few months and I'm trying to figure out which area is best to stay in. Also, any tips on "non-standard" things to check out would be much appreciated :)
Oh - sorry, I just saw this comment! Yep, I'm Brooklyn-based. Do you want to send me a PM with some details about your trip? I may have a few suggestions... :)
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We don't have a past so much
as a bunch of electricity and liquor, power
never put to good use.
Awesome.
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lyrics in Morse code on your window at three A.M.,
whiskey doing push-ups on my breath. But I worked
within the confines of my character, cast
But then again, I'm a sucker for lyrical metaphor.
So, I also have a question to ask... I vaguely remember (and by vaguely remember, I mean I've marveled at your exploits) that you've been in NYC for the past few years. I'm visiting there for the first time in a few months and I'm trying to figure out which area is best to stay in. Also, any tips on "non-standard" things to check out would be much appreciated :)
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