I get stuck on the subway for an hour with a fat chatty hungarian chick in a frindge leather jacket. Sobriety rocks, yeah go soberness. It wasn't that she was
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I still hate the shit out of new york, but life I suppose does go on.
Working as a bouncer in the village and a piercer in gravesend. Living in crown heights which is decent cheap and an express train away from manhattan. Weather's getting warmer, I'm getting colder.