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took the L the other day, hopped off by the back of prospect park, felt pretty white, no snow queen though, and drank a 40 at my friends apt. i was with my girl ana and she salsa danced some stomping, and we romped around the park eventually. i met and merengued to some venezuelan music with a stunning young man, he was on mushrooms and i was his princess toadstool. he was dominicanitalian with that hot dark skin, and we all danced on the street to the washboards of some men who did in fact practice Santeria. another day i hopped on the L again and went to what used to be a pool near bedford ave. i saw sonic youth and the yeah yeah yeahs. bought a slice of pizza from a man with nothin in common but tattoos and intense sex eyes. rode the L to union square where i danced for more than an hour to the root of hip hop drum circle beats with the junkies and veterans and b boyism and i danced and danced in the middle of their circle, our circle. i got some yellow light inside to share.