The sun shines over the city skyscapers and the electric wilderness, while an alarm buzzes to life in my room.
My eyes are flashed with a steady streak of sunlight and I wonder if Sharon or that girl I slept with last night had left the room. The party had gone way out of control and Gussman ended up puking in the flower vase. Third party in a week and we were already starting to feel like Jim fucking Morrison.
We made a obscure congregation of expats. Japanese, Greek, African and even a fucking Kurd. This was turning out to be a good year.
I grabbed my overcoat and headed out to curb in order to catch a quick smoke.
Far away somewhere the sound of police sirens were fading away.
I passed by my local crack den , and turned right on the deli and contemplated on spending two bucks on a cup of morning Joe.
There was this anti-racism parade to be conducted at the festival ground. So, this was the new America. With the big liberal and Semitic talks all around. Racism wasn't now omly about us, the so called niggers, it was about everyone who wasnt American. Call it jignoism ar any other shit, it was the truth in front of everyone, dancing like a naked Kim Kardashian on T.V, but everyone chose to avoid it. Hispanics, Greeks, Koreans, Italians, Brazillians, Africans everyone was the victim of racism right now. As it woupd happen, the liberals turned into the elderly comservatives and this shit was hitting the fan faster then a DeLorean. And top this with a ultra-narionalist, white supremacist President, we get the perfect combination of a social nuclear bomb.
The clock struck 8:00 on the church, and I looked at the deserted streets and decide return to my apartment. It wasn't safe outside anymore.