Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix: No: 13: "Mussel-tov!"
We ALL get to die at some point? Disease or the Ides of March? We all get CARRIED AWAY by some folks , minimum-wages/glad to bugger-off to the Tavern; there-s no DIGNITY in CORPUS-FUCK-UP; maybe a Lover shows up, glances at your RIGOR-MORTIS and tries to remember, fucking like Jack-rabbits listening to BIX BEIDERBECK or screaming to EACHOTHER bout paying the Manhattan Rent? Was it EVER cheap there, Jew on Jew?
WE ALL get the "Big-\kahuna", that seventh Wave of Life? The one that cleans out your domestic secrets, sad bank accounts, your forlorn dignity? Remember when U bought that DRESS!? Man!! That Suit! Ready! Some Rock N Roll? But it never WHOOSIS; Tomorrow-s foil? And the Plans for Lake Tahoe, the Caravan, GO HIT THE ROAD and all that Spaghetti, that NEW YORK GOLD, outside of California where WE said "for sure!", our dream would come true, such a distant shore..?.
IN Soho (South-Houston) street, pronounced "HOWSTON", Rabbi Abe told me never to marry U? Rabbi Abe said the SAME thing to ME! I guess he knew? What did he know? Well, he had the Torah? Had he traveled? From Mulberry Street? There-s that. I guess he didnt know about America? Does anyone? Now that U mention it...And here, Babuska, we are!...Where!? Where we need to be.
c.davedelacroix., 2022, belize. UKRAINE DIARY.
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