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moonshine
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What if we made our own ice cream? We could employ hundreds of lactating women...
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harvey milk to the rescue! (watch this movie)
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unhinged
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i have a milk chute
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i'll have mine raw goat's please...oh and i'll squeeze it out myself.
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speckled peach walls drilled into many times over, each month a new artist selling canvases. i must’ve smoked 300 packs of cigarettes in that place. sneaking sips off rob’s beer he bought with fake id, the large triple triples that cooled before i could finish them. when it was warm, a spot by the open garage door was best for the merging of city and mind. i did all my studying there, trying to make sense of baudrillard, gramsci, mcluhan, and levi-strauss. years later, i became a barista—my final job in windsor before i left, and it restored parts of me i didn’t know were broken. working morning shifts, knowing the regulars names and their orders by heart, playing best coast’s “crazy for you” and the roots’ “how i got over” on high rotation, i drank espresso, read macleod’s short stories behind the counter when it was slow, killed cockroaches the size of my thumb. when my former boss came in for a coffee, he remarked, “you’re like a totally different person now” and i knew exactly what he meant.
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i can still see the texture of the coffee with such clarity i almost believe i can touch it, taste it, breathe it in if i hold it in my mind hard and long enough. for two years straight, every friday night started here. i never knew where the night would take me, but i knew it couldn't get its wings anywhere else.
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tender square
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how did we never see each other there? i went every friday for a while too, always the pregame spot before the loop.
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raze
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it was my pre-loop spot too. ha! this was from about late 2003 to 2005. i even wrote a few things here after i got home on some of those nights. maybe the timing never lined up right? i would get to milk around 8:00, have a coffee or a vodka water, maybe have another, and then head to the loop as soon as they opened a 9:00. so. many. memories. i wouldn't even know where to start.
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raze
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(stinkin' typos. missing t, how i long to dance with thee.)
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tender square
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i was definitely die-hard from mid-2003 to late 2005 and then the visits were more sporadic as the years went on. i guess we were two planet-like bodies sharing the same orbit but never colliding?
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what's it to you?
who
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blather
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