i love going by the sanctuary city signs. yesterday we saw one by orchestra hall on the way to the kodo drummers. this morning i saw my own sign on the sunlit lampost with the dog smelling flower sign that says curb your sanctuary city. it seems a more good message now. those drummer boys really drum your soul. that's a good vibration you have to get in situ, you hear those drums with your whole body, your skeleton dances in your skin.
passing cornell park we saw a man in the sun on a park bench. one would never know a murder occurred there just recently. he was in bliss, a white pigeon walking around his feet. i said, you have a friend there. he said, you have a nice pal there too. yep. good stuff johnny.
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