i hit the park through the south wall after grabbing a hot dog amidst the never ending skyscrapers of downtown. it's not really fair to call it a park, it's more like a natural museum, or at best an arboretum. still, it's beautiful. the sound of the city hustle along with most of the people were lost in the stillness of the park. snow fell
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Dearest Danny Boy Oh Danny Boy Oh Oh Oh Boy Funny Freaking Vall-entyne,
After studying just a tad of linguistics you might consider hitting the "a" in "Vall" HARD. Hit it HARD Dan for me. Out of the park. Grand Fucking Slam Man. Bingo. Hip Hip Hooray! Don't Call me Daughter. Frahajaca Talivu. I've Got A Lovely Bunch of Coconuts. Etc.
Don't answer to their call VALL till they call ya right.
Thanks for giving me this scene a second time from todays adventures in the city of york just before I get into the same bed that we share and find some way to get my brain to dream, vision and possibly meddle with that which you wrote.
<=Meddle me This ( ... )
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I actually have a bed you can sleep on, since Clayton is out of town. I live in Tribeca, on Worth between Hudson and West Broadway. I have dinner plans with my dad for tonight, a possible birthday party at a bar tomorrow night (which you would be welcome to join me for), and otherwise I'm just writing my papers this weekend. Just let me know when you want to hang out and how long you'd like a place to crash.
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