Monday, June 6, 2016

STORY ART/TONY ADAMO

STORY ART/TONY ADAMO
Coming out of Grand Central Station, I almost tripped over a body laying half way in a closed store front and half way on the side walk. I could not tell if it was a man or women as the person was wearing tattered winter clothes. As I bent down to get a closer look and help out, a voice said, can't you see I'm sleeping.

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