Sidewalk Rating: Most Excellent, Dudes
When I am little and crossing streets, my mother and I squeeze hands in pulse beats. We live in Washington Heights, near St. Nicholas Avenue, and it is a river of shops and strangers, foreign words, sausages wrapped together in greasy paper and eaten on the fly. We are moving, and we ar together. My sisters is at school, my father at work, and Toby and I are on the streets. People talk to us. Strangers talk to my mother. She is beautiful with deep-set eyes and high cheekbones, clip clopping in high heels and pencil skirts, and there is something about her.[from Toby Dead, by Laurie Stone.]
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2 comments:
I am so tremendously fond of Bruno Ganz, and Downfall was a very good movie. I'm not sure how many advocates of casual cycling want to be compared to Hitler though, even in such an entertaining way.
Ps the Bruno Ganz comment was from Alex, and he's not psyched about captcha
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