May 2010
1 post
I Saw A Guy...
Shoot up yesterday on the train. A real scrappy looking kid with wild, electric black eyes, lank, matted hair, dirty and skinny as a rail. He asked me the time really politely. I told him it was 6:50. He thanked me and then proceeded to pull his filthy jacket over him like a tent and go to work with his gear. Took me back to my days living in San Francisco where I would see people do that all the...