Funny isn't it.
All the world's a stage and the spotlight falls here.
They come, starry-eyed and dream-driven, to plug in to these streets.
To cut their teeth, cut the throat of innocence on these streets.
Funny isn't it, then, that the ultimate symbol of triumph is living as far from them as possible.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Posted by Steve Bartel at 12:46 AM