Just give me a white cane and a polaroid avoid. It is typed with the OTB liner notes underneath it. It was a town like florida in the fifties, buildings eight stories high, except for a few ten stories and one fifteen right in the center of town. Thw whole lace sparkled with clarity. Everyone was wearing colorful clothes.
People drank coca colas through straws on the street corners.
Men were gliding in gliders above the streets, turning corners between the buildings and soaring up alleyways. It was unbelievable. The man tubling head over heels throughtheair like some sort of wounded superman. He tumnbled dead towards me. With me on the parking lot were a young couple, They were walking together in conversation, looking up, they noticed the tubling man.