A Collection of Jam-Fisted Hams
Of course he’s not going to give up. He’s going to doodle aimlessly in a notebook
for a few days until his stomach settles and his mind clears and then he’s
going to put on his Lou Reed outfit (all in black) and try again. He’s been listening to No Wave music lately
(or music from that same milieu); it’s yet one more thing to give him hope,
enthusiasm, expectation, fantasy, and confidence. Ah, New
York . If only
he had friends or some sort of entry into some sort of society.
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