The Grey Man
The grey man,
Who wasn’t there.
The silent man,
The shadow man,
The man who
Nailed it. The unbelievable gall of some people. And while I refute the idea that tech has ruined our city, I say buck up newcomers, take some accountability to learn about your neighbors. Volunteer at St. Anthony’s and get the real story. Have your heart broken.
That’s the nihilist response —the nihilist has no responsibility. Your society — one of very few in existence which can provide advanced degrees — your society has put great effort into providing you with an advanced education, in the expectation that you will become a super producer. We can find any half-wit to slop swill. At great expense we…
A sound of clinking glass and rattling plastic woke me. I had not been long in the apartment, and didn’t feel entirely at ease in the neighborhood yet. It went on for a while, right below my second-story window. Clink-clink, rattle-rattle, with a break for a heavy breath now and then. It was the breath…