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Urban Toilet

I’m trying  to find the entrance to the subway.  It’s cold and I’m not sure where to go.  I walk in the wrong direction and end up in the Lincoln Tunnel.  I turn around and walk to midtown where finally find the underground entrance to the train.  A C E.

It’s dark and crowded.  The homeless walk around like zombies and are dirtier and more decrepit than normal.  Their bony hands are outstretched to accept change.

Finally, I make it through the turnstiles but there aren’t any trains. Read the rest of this entry »

Old Spice

I will buy old spice

but not to use on myself

just to remember

Old Spice is more than just a deodorant endorsed by Terry Crews.

It’s more than a way to prevent underarm odor.

It is what a man should smell like. Read the rest of this entry »

Mantis Roach

I was shopping at a GAP store.  The usual crowd of homeless people was hanging out inside.  There were two old women sitting down in front of the winter coats.  They would always push around a baby stroller so no one would bother them. The schizophrenic women with the scraggly grey hair and tattered clothes was sitting in her usual place on the stairs. Read the rest of this entry »