i saw a crazy angry man under the tracks pulling a cart and holding a straw broom. i know i've seen that face times before. i'm not sure if he's the one who threatened to strangle me with a wire. i walked a curve around the angry man and delivered friedl's blackberries. she goes into hospital tomorrow. then i rode to the kite fly on the point. i thought it was for palestine, but i saw no sign of palestine, other than a clock kite set at 10/7. is that for palestine? i didn't ask, afraid of the answer. it was a sad celebration to me, expecting solidarity. on the way home i saw the sign before i die... and this i know is for palestine.