I am a native in this world And think in it as a native thinks

Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Urban poetry

West 46th Street.

It's off the twig, it's kicked the bucket, it's shuffled off its mortal coil, run down the curtain and joined the bleedin' choir invisible!! THIS IS AN EX-BICYCLE!!

Still securely chained to the railing though.

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