It is that time of the year when everything drives me around the bend. The streets are filled with the prettiest people all laughing and talking and touching one another and smiling up into the sky for god's love and floating off the ground, and shining. I saw a girl today who looked like she could pick up a streetcar and break it in two. I saw a boy with a briefcase all silver like james bond, and I couldn't tell if it was chained to his wrist or not. I was on the streetcar, hoping to be broken in two.
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