And I won't dispute a cigarette on the famous corner. I never saw how hemispheres breathe differently. An antidote to poetry could be spring in America - cures that make us stronger, champions of all we crave.
Long hair is a sign of patience if nothing else.
Places aren't of equal worth. Sudden cold in a forest, with ghosts of the lynched, streets in San Francisco, or the chicken factory on the highway to Geelong. It is made available here without charge for personal use only.