Standing on the sidewalk a small man with a cigar leering past a puff of smoke clouds camouflage his true intentions conveyor belt rolls me in to a land of the unknown no cart just a red basket in hand and the lights glare chasing the shadows clarity is a check out counter and the …
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Slap Shtick With A Twist
Hey life what’s the deal, what’s the grand plan scheme of things to come and go screaming from the top of my lungs already full from the up swing of 2011 flying high on the 52nd floor sky scraper clawing its way from Hades to Paradise and it’s never the same kid rush sliding down …
Trilby Yates 