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found out my friend's husband had a stroke, he's in a wheelchair now corporate America has bought all the places where i use to hang out "fry street" is now townie's the whole vibe's kind of moved to the square and those run down old apartments have a waiting list up to six years a place where ya use to drink all night, play chess, or stop to cool your head now sales sandwiches made all... on Pita Bread there's a place beside where the "hack-circle" is no more that says "crusty.." something by the door making it clear that my days of 'rad' are dead (screwit) i think i'll get a bite down at "banter" instead
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Feb 8, 2013
Feb 8, 2013 at 2:25 PM UTC
"old skool"
found out my friend's husband had a stroke, he's in a wheelchair now corporate America has bought all the places where i use to hang out "fry street" is now townie's the whole vibe's kind of moved to the square and those run down old apartments have a waiting list up to six years a place where ya use to drink all night, play chess, or stop to cool your head now sales sandwiches made all... on Pita Bread there's a place beside where the "hack-circle" is no more that says "crusty.." something by the door making it clear that my days of 'rad' are dead (screwit) i think i'll get a bite down at "banter" instead
wrote this while exploring my town again the other day ahhh, still like taking walks down memory lane ... this isn't very good i think hahahh, but my roommate likes it, so i'll leave it here :)
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Feb 8, 2013
Feb 8, 2013 at 2:25 PM UTC
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