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thought i was a donut, ya tried to glaze me


i saw this on a stairwell at the kings highway subway station, just came upon it after taking what was the worst B train ride in my life. funny enough, it was the worst train ride of my life because of how much i loved being drunk the night before. i was Stage Two-ing it for sure; not a good idea. i was loud & rambling & having a grand old time. friday was not as fun.

somewhere between 34th & west 4th i realized i was That Person on the train--the one who smelled bad. no one would sit next to me, not even homeless people. and that just made my feeling like a train hit me that just worse; being shunned by other smelly drunks, by other people who smelled like beer. what's to love about that?

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