14.

January 18, 2010

Every time I water these little live things, let me remember walking around Williamsburg; remember the astonishing subversiveness of unexpected beauty stashed away, hiding in the plain sight of a decaying world.

Listening: Hanne Hukkelberg, The Pirate.

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