In my mind: “Yo! You done with that cart? Hey, I see you got some ribs. I used to punch cow ribs in a butcher shop. Then I got a manager who talked like a Penguin and I became a boxin’ champ. I’m all washed up now. So I gotta collect these carts. It ain’t so bad. Hey, where you goin’? I ain’t finished talkin’… Stuck-up suburbanites.”

Old bones. Young heart. Focusing on a wide variety of creativity. @markstarlin

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