It’s 104 degrees out today and the city is nothing but tit-sweat and ball-reek. Our minds are blasted blank. Our souls are the black flakes peeled off a charred wiener. Our bodies are damp bags of gross. Our feet are like some kind of goddamn barf apocalypse.

The street is a…

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  1. bnbarroloui reblogged this from bluntz-n-sandwiches and added:
    How are u x