sarah
had her going away party last night. ali and shawn
came up from dc for it and spent the afternoon at
the guggenheim
motorcycle show. she used their cel phone to
call me from the park avenue median, a place where
she and i on our walk to my work would happily get
stranded by DONT WALK halfway across and have to
just kiss waiting for green. the morning after her
party (the memory of which for me will remain ever
hazy) we walked across a steel grate bridge
and took the F to manhattan for all-you-can-drink
brunch and a surreal afternoon of flea markets and
macy*s womens shoes, where at the former she
bought a 1951 issue of the Journal
of Mammalogy.
gowanus canal
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