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2004-04-21 || 4:31 p.m. || to edit. don't look. || san francisco flats with dirty white walls: fingerprints and moving dents and drunken brawl bruises and black scuffs from flying shoes. the bureau mirror everyone had, art nouveau framed in oak, that was found approximately thirty-seven times on the little streets running parallel to mission. drinking gin before we realized what it did to us, using guitars of candy colors we'd never admit to later on, standing in the boy's bathroom of seedy tenderloin bars to take pictures of the white ties and black button downs that were so significant then. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |