bridges, box trucks, black metal bands. Aug 24, 26.
I don’t think I replied to either. Around seven thirty in the evening I went out for pizza and then kept walking.
On Thursday morning, my phone received the following inquiries from Mom:
at 10:10 AM: What r u doing 2day?
at 11:33 AM: Whats 4 lunch?
I took Atlantic Avenue down to the East River. There was a cabover delivery truck, the shortest two axle configuration possible, cute dimensions for a machine, with its front wheels mounted in the stirrups of a flatbed wrecker. I walked around to the other side. There it was revealed the corner of the container had been crushed backward, and a hole made through the right side of it.