Sunday, March 8, 2009
lint sticky
Politics is a lovely game, we all play it well. We manage to tell ourselves how good and cool we are when we are nothing more than broken bottles near the fence in the alley behind the old hardware store on 21st street. The remnants of hotshots permeate the very air we breathe. Parks and monuments have been built for smiling, white faced millionaire politicians. That means the parks kids play on are based in politics, which has a firm and battle tested foundation in bullshit. That means parks and monumants are like lint sticking to the side of a washing machine. LLc 98.2
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