![NEIGHBORHOOD LIVING ROOMSonce there was this place that served great food from the middle east here,on the corner between the cigarette store, the laundromat & transvestite whores.i used to stop in once or twice a week. i’d take a seat somewhere near the door.the owner didn’t ask for my order anymore because i always got the same.‘hey buddy,’ he’d say, & make it sound like my first name…[ an excerpt from love letters to saint francis ]](http://media.tumblr.com/MRcXpQ0mr9kbj5teEazviKBR_400.jpg)
NEIGHBORHOOD LIVING ROOMS
once there was this place that served great food from the middle east here,
on the corner between the cigarette store, the laundromat & transvestite whores.
i used to stop in once or twice a week. i’d take a seat somewhere near the door.
the owner didn’t ask for my order anymore because i always got the same.
‘hey buddy,’ he’d say, & make it sound like my first name…
[ an excerpt from love letters to saint francis ]
once there was this place that served great food from the middle east here,
on the corner between the cigarette store, the laundromat & transvestite whores.
i used to stop in once or twice a week. i’d take a seat somewhere near the door.
the owner didn’t ask for my order anymore because i always got the same.
‘hey buddy,’ he’d say, & make it sound like my first name…
[ an excerpt from love letters to saint francis ]