I stood at the corner of B Street and Allegheny Avenue. I leaned against the wall of Rebounds Bar, where they make you check your weapons at the door. All the guns and knives up on top of the fridge. Like a coat check.
When brave brushes against abrasive
Mia can’t forgive
1. If transparent accounting principles are premised on the fact that symbolism will exist
I’ll fight you no dirty
Let’s talk for a minute