Thursday, February 28, 2008
My favorite short story.
I danced with the bride of the Elephant Man and she whispered: You'll always be just a fool in his shadow - without a face, without a story of your own. You'll always be just a rube at the window, staring like an asshole with a quarter in your fist.
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Where I'm from (the streets), this sort of thing is known as "homo shit."
I ain't gay.
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