Tonight I spent a couple hours in Krazy Lounge nursing a coffee, listening to a jazz quintet and reading last year’s John Ralston Saul book on globalization.
Finally, I felt like a fucking citizen.
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Good stuff morgue. You’ve always had a soft spot for crazy though.
I like the crazy and the Krazy, mysterious anonymous commenter.
Sounds nice.
i often think of you when i am in the krazy lounge. or at least i thought of you last time i was there as the time immediately before that i saw you there. it doesnt’ take much to creat a connection in my mind. krazy lounge: where the morgue lounges.