'Course, not only was it Saturnight last night, but it was the holiday yesterday: Independence Day.
Ended up writing a poem in front of the Jai Alai palace.
Final all night dates and hookers pass eachREVO @ 06:00, 17 Sept 2000.
other silent glances on the sidewalk.Mariachi serenades and taxi hustlers
strum and honk their Sunday morning high.Dawn leaks down from cloudy sky, pulling up
staircases, shuttering doors, sweeping trash.Hey honey, got a cigarette, want some head?
Going to be another hot one today.