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the disembodied voice of my smartest phone told me to turn right holy shit, holy brains... it was your street but I couldn't find your old place on the way to the hipsterest fancy animalest parts vendor to ever replace a laundromat ok, fine. a strange cooincidence... gentrification, foodieism, whatever but you seemed to keep coming up, a ghost. beginning of whiskey? you. lanesplitter? you. how I got from here to there? you. but noting there only makes me here. 30's not 20's: a truth and a lie you were 30's not 30's here I am 30's legit 30's and most of the time ok but there's a bar stool |
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