Bye bye Clinton Hill
as i stood waiting for the 38 bus last night with Jenny i discovered the irony that i left the apartment on Willoughby Ave for good with the person i had taken the place of more than a year ago. i didn't think Jenny pondered this "come full circle" moment until i mentioned it.
While i waited for Jenny to come claim some things from the place she used to call home, i packed up what was left that i needed and threw away the rest. i finally opened up the nifty oversized leather suitcase i had found on a late night walk home in a drunken stupor, and saw how much space it had. i filled it with the remainder of things i had left in my room and carried along with some other bags to Queens where i would be until my new place was ready.



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