Monday, May 28, 2007

castaways



Pirates shit off the pirate ship, and lush's puke anywhere they stand. We stood, landlubbers, two feet on solid ground, on little islands. Very close to our two neighbourhoods, united in more then just the campsite and fire and booze we shared. More then just hobbies we had in common. The labels and characters in the crowd were strikingly similar from one side of the city to another. Our upscale avenue compared with their first-draft grid patterned parking lot neighbourhood; same. Young, dumb, and full of cum.

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