Sometimes, from beyond the skyscrapers, the cry of a tugboat finds you in your insomnia,
and you remember that this desert of iron and cement is an island.
Showing posts with label New York Central No 16. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New York Central No 16. Show all posts
Monday, August 19, 2019
365 8/19
Sometimes, from beyond the skyscrapers, the cry of a tugboat finds you in your insomnia,
and you remember that this desert of iron and cement is an island.
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