I am walking down the street, Chelsea market ahead of me
What was that place I was last in?
How many apple dollars are at risk right now?
— ca. 2012
The secret of drunken haiku is that you don’t have to count syllables.
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I am walking down the street, Chelsea market ahead of me
What was that place I was last in?
How many apple dollars are at risk right now?
— ca. 2012
The secret of drunken haiku is that you don’t have to count syllables.
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