Friday, October 2, 2009

Crack 'o dawn

Just dropped sister Caren off at the Max. Who is up at this ungawdly hour, you ask? Garbage haulers, a taxi and a tow truck. Lots of men sleeping on the sidewalk. Traffic? - non existent. Red lights? - stop, then proceed through them. You can really get to where you're going in a hurry... only problem is - there's no place to go!
Next stop Amsterdam.
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