As I ride the train I can hear some really bad techno. I can also see a young man drinking Galliano straight from the bottle. Smiling contently to himself, I wonder what he is thinking about. A girl perhaps or maybe a boy. I wonder why he is drinking. Is he an alcoholic? Is he nervous about meeting up with the girl and or boy? Maybe he is experimenting with alcohol on the train and seeing where his antics take him.
Friday, August 8, 2008
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