Obsessing about acting, theatre, queer politics, spirituality, Celts, community, nature, masks, and occasionally, wolves. That's about as specific as I can get.
Sunday, February 03, 2008
This is two blocks from my apartment. Above is a sidewalk that goes through the north end of Riverside Park. This lower area wasn't accessible until about a year ago, so it still feels like new territory to me. Behind me are some community gardens, and a tattered American flag, almost just ribbons, that I found strangely disconcerting.
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It sounds like a perfect metaphor for the tattered remnants the madness of "King" George the decider has left of your country.
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