As the rain pelted the sidewalks his gait improved; liquid 🔥 can disorient the biggest imbiber of its uninhibited properties. His goal, mi Casa tu Casa! But the too many ales had done the big man in. Unable to ascend he sat down and waited for the day to get back home!
London Fog. A Musing.
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Retired NYC High School History Teacher from Washington Heights.I taught at G.W. H.S.( alumnus 1977), A. P. Randolph, MLK, Joan of Arc( Ms. Garrett, principal) and Wadleigh. Love jazz, r&b, Johnny Cash, Gil Scott Heron, Rubby Perez, Omega el fuerte and Frank Sinatra. View more posts
