Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Pillow Talk

I once knew a boy who bought me tons of beer and took me to hip-hop concerts. He had a freudian obsession with Freud & kept a copy of Crime and Punishment under his mattress. I met him in my Shakespeare class where we talked mostly about bowls & dub. He showed me his Jarmusch films & I made him tacos for dinner. Sometimes, I'd let him tell me about his plans for getting us a loft in Philly.

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