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Dreamt
Fragments from the dream life of a young man.
3.25.2007
Sleeping on cold concrete in the room behind the platform, waiting for the train to come. At 4:30am I miss it by a few seconds, so I wait another hour in sleepless limbo. In other words: Get another blanket.
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