This is city life: a woman approaches,"excuse me sir"and i walk past with a heart of stone, thinking "jesus, lady, it's 1am and i got my own problems." italo calvino should've written about that in Invisible Cities. Sometimes i feel remorse for my jadedness, but at this hour the odds are that was a grift or a proposition.

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