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>mmm, perhaps i should come into my office (NE18-4F!) at 9 instead of 10 in the mornings. i usually put on streaming WERS while i’m here (the emerson station, easily my favorite thing on the radio in boston), grooving to jazz oasis, with billie, louis, and diana lulling me into a soulful mood. but right … Continue reading →

>to dance with fate.

>since i’ve been mincing a lot of words lately, here are some photographs to make up for the missing thousands… went with josh and his dad to the feast of st. anthony’s, which happened to be on my birthday. sights of dollar bills stuck to the saint and bitings into juicy sausages. licked some delectable … Continue reading →

>one last long night of typing and tarrying. post-pizza and newcastles at dudley house; brings back memories of the unfamiliar. do you remember, j? strum your bass for me. [i go through all this… before you wake up… so i can feel happier.] met an insane amount of people over the last two weeks, and … Continue reading →

>by the way, soya bean milk with grass jelly refreshes the senses, with quick sips and long draws. funny how something with such substance can flow so easily. to the infatuated heart, no less.