Category: Everyday
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Utter Frustration
I have a million things to write. Novels upon novels. There was my birthday on the 26th that I cooly didn’t write about. There was thanksgiving with my parents I missed on writing about. There was the girl on the train this morning with the button that read “It SUCKS to be me.” All this…
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Sunny Saturday
It’s Saturday and I’m over at the Brooklyn Library getting some books for the Thanksgiving week (Because there’s only so much of my parents I can take). How great is the Library? I mean, free books!? Free music!? Wait until the RIAA get a load of what these guys have been up to for years.…
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New Life (Part2)
The cab was black. One of those Lincoln Continentals that nobody owns, but are purchased by governments to drive dignitaries around. If I had been a more important person, the car might have been decked out with little flags from my home country on the front bumpers to signify that I was special. Someone who,…