Posts tagged ‘flatbush avenue’
you see the way it sticks up there like that, all of them all together in rows as far as you can see. that’s fucking rat mucus man.
at home i have seventeen floors.
slipping through.
i’m not much for anything but if there’s one thing i like, it’s amazon.com.
i didn’t get to where i am by simply letting things happen. i make things happen. you best believe that i’ll be on your ass if you try to conceal a gravity knife from me or do anything that would be in violation of the new york state penal law. i have the whole damn thing memorized. you see that big ass truck? i keep my family in there. they’ve been in there the last three weeks. if you think i’m hard on them, imagine how hard i’m going to be on you when i put my knee in the middle of your back.
it all started with an ad in the sunday paper job section. it read, “tomorrow the sea moves east on a small boat.” he replied the following sunday, “workers needed for short-term labor job in long island.” we’ve been going on for months now, just like this. yesterday, he said, “make money from home.” so today, we are planning to meet for lunch at our favorite place on the upper west. i think i’ll have an iced tea and the soup of the day. i suspect he’ll have salad with croutons.
that’s the one for me.
flatbush avenue, brooklyn.
flatbush avenue
especially when you have superpowers.
flatbush avenue
e v e r y d a y aperture 