January 2011
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Longed for things
Riding on top of the handlebars through JP. New Orleans. Trains. The sound of trains when they pass nearby you. Listening to blues music. Adventure. Scratchy vinyl. Gritty beauty. Careless everything. Sex in fields, swamps, cars. Cheap, stiff booze at the bar. Smiling peasants. Flowing rivers. Blooming weeping willows crying their blossoms into passing water. Gongs being struck. Waking up in...
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