Saturday, March 28, 2009
candy bananas
i'm in library room 418 listening to neil young with the brightly deranged scent of yellow candy bananas in my nose. last night the entire kingsbridge area smelled like cinnamon sugar. it was so wonderful, i was like a little girl in my flip flops and skirt, gayly skipping past rape bar, also known as pauline's cabaret. life is good.
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i've been in my mind, it's such a fine line.
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