'I'd found an old storefront - cramped and tight - a vestige of an old sight and scene; incredible now to see. Just around the corner, the old Jewish bakery 'Gertle's' was gone - now a fresh hole in the ground from last Tuesday's demolition. Sad days all around.'
posted by gary j. introne @ 3:38 PM
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'I wanted to find something along the way - something I could remember like an echo of a great resounding psychic blast - something to harm the heart.'
posted by gary j. introne @ 3:34 PM
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'I saw foul hordes of people, each clutching a fabric bag, dripping with stench, awkward, twised and loud. I wondered where they were going - but, alas, I already knew. They were stepping forth again to trounce the land I lived upon. My wandering days were soon to be over. I would be forced to flee.'
posted by gary j. introne @ 5:46 AM
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'I started to feel as if I owed everything to the idiot brothers of Shadrack Gulf - some nasty water-image, some foul Jersey City of the mind. And I probably did. THAT was the problem I faced.'
posted by gary j. introne @ 5:41 AM
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'Brazenly picking up a hastily scrawled echo, it reminded me that this entirely abstracted world of images could be art, all art and nothing more.'
posted by gary j. introne @ 5:35 AM
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You can surmise all that I am from what it is you read about me herein - experiences and outlooks philosophies and viewpoints too. "For God's sake ! will SOMEONE please read this stuff - it's very important."
