Stop. Parked it. "Girl where you goin?, you gotta be careful"(as I hand in hand help her across the road) ....... Walking back to get in our rig I see this poetic stash of needles. Snap.
I love what I see and do, even on the dreary days.
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Dtes
Driving down Powell St one shit ass dreary day, saw a cracked out street worker stumbling to get across the street.
Stop. Parked it. "Girl where you goin?, you gotta be careful"(as I hand in hand help her across the road) ....... Walking back to get in our rig I see this poetic stash of needles. Snap.
I love what I see and do, even on the dreary days.
Stop. Parked it. "Girl where you goin?, you gotta be careful"(as I hand in hand help her across the road) ....... Walking back to get in our rig I see this poetic stash of needles. Snap.
I love what I see and do, even on the dreary days.
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