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[aid] => mick
[title] => Amsterdam
[time] => 2009-06-11 04:37:27
[hometext] => unfinished
[bodytext] => Couldn't see her eyes through the glare of the red light, darkness in a foreign city but the kids are alright. drowning, in the bitumen alleyways, 2 k's, from our hostel room tripping, in a dutch gay bar, so far from where the night began Chewing gum made patterns on the pavement that night, and if our friends could have seen us oh what a sight purchasing, powder from a street vendor, drug bender, turned out to be washing detergent walking, the red light district windows, sex shows, epitomy of window shopping Paying ten euros for a beer, the money is tight, hiding from clowns in the small bar they gave us a fright chasing, an imaginary comet, fluorescent vomit, in the bushed by the path panicking, in the cab home, too stoned, to pay the taxi fare [comments] => 1 [counter] => 224 [topic] => 25 [informant] => gusbarney [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => MiscPoems )
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