disgruntled city-working borough-residing who trek in every morning so they can pay the bills
unmarked white vans that weave their way around office buildings and talk police officers out of ticketing them - especially since they were just trying to grab a bite to eat during some down time -or- they went to deliver something at one of the gazillion office buildings in the city and they couldn't find any parking...
the sweat, tears, and toil of a helluva lot of working class folks that make sustenance for all the 'professionals' that come through the island
money money MONEY
what is up
*not* a continuation of a previous blog, but a rebirth of some sort, i guess. unlike my other very public friendster blog, i'm hoping that this will be one that is read by few on their own volition rather than read by many on friendster's incessant prompting. that being said, on this page you will come across thoughtful posts, straight-up feelings, manifestos on education reform, thoughts on social change, and generally - the craziness that *is* my world.....enjoy : )
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