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thought it was the close encounter i've been waiting for. i paused at the red light and my strained eyes focused slow to reveal a corner lit so bright and shiny. lights twinkled as shapes emerged from the glow.
i've never seen a mexican gypsy til now. no other way to describe them. i think they managed to buy some left-overs from the state fair, and thought hell... if people paid good money for just a small chance to win this shit, then surely they'd buy it from a convienient corner location in front of a abandoned auto repair shop whose hey day was just a blink away 1957.
Paris, the eiffel tower, i remember standing up top the mass of metal with the wind blowing so strong i had to hug the middle cause my knees felt week. i couldn't stand heights but i wanted to see the soccer players look like they were the last survivor of a ant farm ghost town.
light turns green and i pass by the glow, now easily recognized as a pile of backlit posters of tourist locations from around the world. three cops across the street with their heads dipped low in bowls of menudo.
never has someone packed so much of the world into the corner of 21st and Broadway. and i'll bet nobody ever wanted to. i wonder if those mexicans will ever go to paris. or will they ever want to?