ROUE
No idea here of what's being
talked about....but who do they
think they are? Low-level accusers
taking a cheap shot at old men who
struggle along the street?
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Across from the Lighthouse For the
Blind, on Fourteenth Street, I could
see them everyday, and there was
never a sense of accusing. I knew
no one, and these blind people just
staggered along. Across from it all
was a dwindling Catholic Church
of some Hispanic intent - it was
always in debt, or in danger of
closing up, or being closed.
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I never paid mind to anything like that,
and Fourteenth Street itself was no gem.
I couldn't founder on the studded belts
and wrist-band weapons.
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