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The Castro was just below my elbow

Posted by on April 19, 2003

Last night I dreamt I had a map of the city tattooed on my right arm, with all the neighborhoods filled in with different colors. It was so beautiful. All day I have been eyeing my bare and boring right arm with speculation.

But this tattoo was the city, and when KTV and her bike magically shrunk down to the size of a flea, I put her on my arm so she could still bike through the streets.

In this dream I missed New York, which seemed endless the one time I visited, and I thought nostagically of the time KTV and I levitated across the park. Two feet off the ground – in both senses – we flew all the way home.

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