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Abstract Nonsense about Postmodern Intertextuality and Hegelian Gesundfarbensextenkugelschreiber...
I was born in a small town, its four-digits of population quite quaint compared to these twenty-two square miles of structural steel, noise and filth. This city makes you pensive, thoughtful about your past, inquisitive about your future, enamored with your present. Here, I do alot of thinking. I wake and ride the train, everyone quiet in their half-sleep while I ponder and I ruminate. I consider a variety of things.
Is it possible to be in love with fifty thousand buildings, ten million works of art, patches of wheat-grass in... author: Peter : Newark, NJ

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Subway tunnels are odd and uncanny places. A Penticostal man in my neighborhood says if you look into the tunnels, you put yourself at the whim of evil spirits...
Some people avoid looking out the windows of traincars passing through tunnels; they avert their eyes to the bright advertisements, or peruse the crowd within the car, careful not to make eye contact...
Red lights are ominous; red lights move through the tunnels, disembodied. Red lights streaking, red lights whirling in spiritual patterns...
Green lights loop and whirl; green lights might be less evil than red lights, they say. Green lights also let the...
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