Brothers · May 28, 05:33 PM

(I found this photo while looking for a used book store. The woman caught my eye.)

Breeze coming through my open window. A daisy in a clear glass bottle along with a French tulip scented candle that my former boss gave me for Christmas are on my desk. Listening to some some heartfelt tunes. Saw Chad Muska walking up West Broadway and then saw Shaq getting into a Denali on Broadway. Shaq was wearing the biggest Vans slip ons I’ve ever seen. I found a coffee shop near my house with 65 cent coffee. It’s my new spot. Sitting outside the shop, lingering, day dreaming the day away, I saw a young girl and her mother step out of a mini van and I was a little confused. Then a Chinese lady got out. The mini van was full of belts and handbags. All three walked to Canal St. Less than one minute after they got out, a guy walked by and dropped a quarter in the meter, then walked toward Canal St. They were probably waiting for me to leave before exiting but I was posted up. I read the spring/summer issue of Purple magazine (the Damien Hirst and Jay-Z interview was worth reading) and the latest issue of Japanese Dazed and Confused. And I wrote a letter to someone trying to convince him to let me help him write his memoirs. Then I saw a woman who works at a restaurant I often go to on Bleeker and Seventh Ave. She was with a guy who works at the same restaurant. I also read that Scott Weiland’s girlfriend burned over $10,000 worth of his clothes. This is only two hours of a day. Man, I miss my brothers.

— Young Philosopher

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1. They miss you too.

   — CPS · Jun 2, 12:10 AM · #

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