Friday, October 22, 2010


the bastard felt the wind go out of his sails today.

we had to bring the price down a hair today. only a hair but, every inch you give away feels like a yard of ground you're losing.

I want to move back across the river so much I can taste it.

don't get me wrong, I like it fine in manhattan.

10 minute walk to work.

shit is open all the time.




but I look forward to seeing the sun go down over the gantries.

having a place that's not her's or mine but our's.

the sort ride to work don't hurt either.

—the bastard

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