Tuesday, February 21, 2006
Cabs are like beautiful angels, rolling down the broad, broad avenues. And from over the earth, past the atmosphere, all the lights on top of all the cabs in the world link together in a long and spacious heartbeat that tells the aliens and God and the cosmic dust that love does exist, and that we have devoted ourselves to it here.
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