Saw it. It was aiight. Not quite worth 25 bucks but...what can I say? You gots to support.
Aiiight.
Aha.
More interestingly, on the train ride back home to Queens, the night lush, velvet, and pungent, I was reading Stanley Kunitz, his Collected Poems, and this old black man across from me leans overs and asks, "Are you reading that for
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