justa juxta

[silent woman]

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good buddies
one who was my boss when I worked at a truck stop in Virginia He was the sanest boss I ever had;

Talking walking the talk to be who you are and have the dignity of integrity easier to do in NYC than is a village in Virginia.
He was constantly hassled by the cops because there are no dark rumors in a village of 600. Everybody knows your life story

A valuable man who I respected. Nothing worse than having a crazy boss. The little gay guy was the sanest boss I ever had i think..
No melo drama, just doing his job
He talked about moving to NYC, he and his wife.

Then there was this other guy who was big into hugging other guys. He was my boss for a while too. Creeped me out, nothing to do with him being an American n*zi. I get along pretty well with them; I get by with my sense of humor. But this little gay guy was a thief, steel your face right off your head.

who the hell needs vampires
I always wanted to be barry manilow

[silent woman]

juxta
two women
Red Emma
golda meir

Maybe because I am a southener
I feel closer to Emma
and her lost cause

almost a hundred years later
and it's the same sheet
different century

[stilltrucking]

Buddha on a skateboard
Jesus in a truck
and I got a crick in my neck
from looking both ways.