And Not the Words of a Man Who Kneels...

So I squeezed out a few measley runt cents out of Gaytel, otherwise known as Nortel Networks(NT), of course you got to trade large size to make anything in a piece of behemoth shit that has a daily range of about 7 cents, yet if you have to trade a stock like NT using an ECN like ARCA, you never get filled until all of NYSE trades out, and by that time, you get lifted and it goes through your colonized ass or you get piecemealed 100 shares at a time and charged for each execution. Aside from the daily grind, the blinding light in this photo is simply that, a blinding light... So I visited my brother on 1st Ave around Union Square and the assortment of relatively low priced restaurants stirred magic in me as one walks down 1st or 2nd and takes a turn west towards Chelsea and Soho... After watching a friend's rock band play called 'Dukie' in the Bitter End, with the lead singer who looked like Bob Marley but sounded like the semi-popular 90's band 'Live', I walked down Bleeker with slightly Gentleman Jack Whiskey breathe, reminiscences of close death and needles injecting black ink under my epidermis in a blitz of compulsive social self-ablation.