you could just walk away.
went for a ride, found this crazy big hill east of 82nd (mt scott? jonny?) and plodded up it, found a chinese graveyard and smoked a cigarette looking out over midnight portland, standing atop a field of dead lovers. made my way down, flew along flavel, home, music, fogged-up glasses. shaky hands, numb ears, raw throat. now what? nut onto a towel and pass out? today was weird.
posted by Jesse at 12:56 AM
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that's it. went out flavel, which apparently turns into mt. scott blvd or whatever. ROCK. now i'm at work. smoked with the custodian dude, who told me about vietnam, his lady friends, etc. we commiserated about cleaning shitty bathrooms, the genius of smoking, etc. another day.
oh, huh, I never been up that one, I went up idleman a couple times. ROCK. I'm also at work. I got another frame and took the wheels of the other one, so now I have a fixed gear bike that fits. Also, I saw this dude at the bike place where i got the frame, he looked a lot like you, which is weird, cuz he's black.
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