September 2007
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battle of the bulge.
twenty-one seconds. one way. twenty-one seconds and i’m suspended inside a small box with buttons in an invisable hole. an elevator. i’m talking about an elevator. i’ve had a lot of nightmares about elevators. falling. stopping somewhere at the top of a building and suddenly everything breaks. going up at insanely high speeds with no promise of what will eventually stop it....
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the squid and the smoker.
there was spilled ketchup in the elevator today. it was splattered quite lovely on the floor, and up the sides of the walls below the buttons. it smelled. but there wasn’t anything i could do about it once the ride began. a box of buttons and splattered ketchup. “L”. that’s my stop. i walked behind a man wearing ‘aqua de gio’ by giorgio armani on my way to lunch...