Dear friend
I forgot how good it feels. And I am remembering again when you have been all day taking in all the city the screaming sound of pressure washing the subway stairs with some toxic chemical finding the far corner away so as not to disturb the man sleeping with his shirt off on the orange plastic seats the friendly and angry and sad and in love …
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