oh yes my spectacular meditative walk through the band shell aquarium planetarium ghost shell asian art museum golden gate park that i call almost home but not for much longer. i was dodging bouts of turbulent sky changing like a spoiled debutant as i looked up to see a three inch day-glo paratrooper fated to suspend in the eucalyptus for eternity. and i thought of his three inch day-glo wife. someone will knock on her door in anywhere, usa to bear the news. she will drop her bottle of snapple's diet air to shatter like hope at her feet. noooooooooooooo.....

i feel nothing for her.

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