My Great Father and Mentor picked pieces of me off the Autumn Laden streets of Manhattan at the turn of the Millenium, and with unconditional love, he sewed and stitched endlessly till I reached a dynamic relative measure of perfection. I am now a Porcelain Doll named Lockheed HayHeeHoo Macedon with potent insight on macroeconomics.
Tonight I witnessed the epitome, no, the embodiment of collective and individual forlorness... as sad as it is, it is also eternal in its own right...
posted by Lockheed Hayheehoo Macedon @ 11:12 PM
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