the summer is rolling, this air filled with smoke and lemon water ice. wooder ice. the only thing that i can handle is the lawlessness that has been deemed acceptable due to my own standards of living. every day of the past few weeks has been in some ways more then i can handle but there has been some hardcore bonding with some people of the tacony nature making the world bearable. my city has received us with open arms and is telling us again of its glory's,
wawa
cheeses steaks in a variety of styles
blunt wraps
public transportation
wreck less abandonment
free concerts
any of these things all hours of the day
there are more things
but the sun is here and there is nowhere for me to go except for where you are.
so chill out.
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