lil' five points
I guess if I lived 'ere for some time it wouldn't so exotic appealing
just something different
the haight but not so
perhaps the southern bit would grow more obnoxioiusconsistent summer heat = less clothes, more time dazed outside
little five points is a hip atlanta area
strikes me somewhere between mission and haight ashbury that is authent-hip and expensive appealing
but to the non whites sidestreets or shops where DIY owners love their craft and don't work for a chain
first sample baker's cajun carribean foodstyle owners write quaintly on the menu of creamy cheesy egg laden breakfast entreespeople watchin' is recovery from shopping standing endless cool stuff but I can't carry any or afford recycled thrift for many dozens of dollars
wilson realises potatoes are a cheap addition to any breakfast farethese, thick sliced, don't go so far
I was just glad they used spinach.followed by sucked up by mother earth, shopping to build necklaces in a earth/african/female conscious store, community center, health food cafe
I spent so long building an i ching coin necklace, wilson got totally tired frustrated and left.
oclala helped me out, wanted to get my help with a web page, but we was too busy mingling, didn't have time. she offered us a place to sleep,
marketing alterity - I wonder if the merry pranksters knew they'd be a t-shirt or even better, the bloody buddah, thelonious monk or jesus christ?but this is still better than buckethead in little five points they'll trade poetry for a watch or market the other -
Junkman's Daughter an emporium of alterity:
get pierced, buy any manner of archetypal rebellious paraphernalia they checked IDs of everyone before they'd let you look at pipes I took this photo, perfect, the guy's face right before he said
don't do that.
we met moebius in the midst of some cafe-side time passinghe introduced us to faces, names, folks in funky atlanta
for a few hours we were a community fixture, the two guys with weird hair
we kicked back in the Five Points Pub, talking to cool drunk people, getting wheat beer inebriated ourselfs I talked for a long long slow paced time with sara psychic
wilson drew lots in my back notebook
I wonder if the red suspendered thin guy in jack books and octoberfest t-shirt, heavy monobrow is a skinhead
weather was nice, outdoor conducive,
rain and sun shining devil's beating his wife - w
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