i hop on the tram in the city, notice the newly vacated seat, just across from the islander man, who's holding a bottle in a brown paper bag, passing to his friends across the isle from me. the one i can see is caucasian, seems to be in his 30s or so, though it's hard to tell underneath those booze-worn features...they're drinkin' and yakkin' it up
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