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9/30/2014 Manhattan, new york city, new york you got to wonder September saturday nights walking down church street. the man on his smoke break gives me a smile on the corner of 9:30 at night and i return it even though it isn't wise because it seems kind, a smile i’d like to get to know better. in the taxi i think uninspired thoughts, running along the sidewalk’s lining sidewalks i’ll probably never walk on and this is when i realize Manhattan is a small island. back on the train i think that monday mornings wouldn’t be so bad if I lived in Manhattan crosby street or wall, but then i think of all the manhattan schoolkids that seem like they know everything and i think: do I really want to? back in Princeton i think that i am bored and i realize far too much has changed from april, the raw essence still the same seeping at the core of the stem, however and i accidentally step on an ivy league cufflink. I think to myself i probably wouldn’t think so much if i was in manhattan.
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Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 9:35 PM UTC
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9/30/2014 Manhattan, new york city, new york you got to wonder September saturday nights walking down church street. the man on his smoke break gives me a smile on the corner of 9:30 at night and i return it even though it isn't wise because it seems kind, a smile i’d like to get to know better. in the taxi i think uninspired thoughts, running along the sidewalk’s lining sidewalks i’ll probably never walk on and this is when i realize Manhattan is a small island. back on the train i think that monday mornings wouldn’t be so bad if I lived in Manhattan crosby street or wall, but then i think of all the manhattan schoolkids that seem like they know everything and i think: do I really want to? back in Princeton i think that i am bored and i realize far too much has changed from april, the raw essence still the same seeping at the core of the stem, however and i accidentally step on an ivy league cufflink. I think to myself i probably wouldn’t think so much if i was in manhattan.
part of the "mariology" series (early autumn 2014)
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Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 9:35 PM UTC
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