Classic NYC Story

Words of a poet… Soul of a musician…

Posts Tagged ‘transportation’

On music

I can remember now the days when I would have done anything and spoken to anyone to be a part of a group like that. Those days were not too long ago. Just a few years ago, when I was young and fiery and artistic and intelligent and I made things happen. I also ruined a lot of things… I guess that’s how I got to where I am.

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On why you should watch your back in NYC

I leaned to the young lady sitting next to me. “Did I just see that? Did that just happen?”

… Nobody made a loud comment or protested or even tried to save him.

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On the cost of travel

I feel disgusting. I have no hand sanitizer. It’s bizarre how moving can discombobulate a person; I have blue nail polish, a shot-bottle of Captain Morgan’s and a box of cheap envelopes in my purse, but no hand sanitizer.

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