No one was tricked. They knew what they were voting for and want it.

where you have always lived. There is time to note the rate it takes blood to flow from the site of entry to the floor and to observe how quickly it pools. The speed with which blood is only too happy to leave your body gets you up searching for a belt.

There’s a vibe in the air of this park that doesn’t change much from generation to generation.
Before I stood up, I said to Richard, “I have an idea,” and off I went to offer cookies to the people on benches in the sun.

the life I am going to live is beginning. I can feel it. I can see myself shooting the movie with a hand held camera. Last Tuesday, with Richard, there’s a jazz band playing near us, and they’re good. The trumpeter sounds a bit like Miles.

You could see they were having sex with each other and plunging into fits of jealousy. You could see why we wait until almost there is no air.
I remembered lying in the grass here with Bruce. I’m seventeen, and we’d started having sex, and the park is sex, and my life is about to begin,

This place isn't for me . . . just posting billboards. Probably useless. xxL