The walls have ears — no!! the walls are singing incessant shrill atonal …. constantly day and night. Above my pharmacy, my grocery, my abandoned narrow alleyways, my home, the glitch tourist traps — always an antenna just a few feet up to the left to the right!! What does a woman have to do for a little bit of silence?
22
Jun
09
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