I am sitting in a
cafe in Chicago. A man in a Hawaiian shirt is singing opera, sometimes to the tune of Music Box Dancer, sometimes not - about the
WWE. I hate open mic-night poetry readings (sorry Michelle!). I would have included a picture but I didn't want to gawk.
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Minutes later...... it is getting worse. I think these people are TRYING to be annoying.
I forgive you for hating poetry readings...but that still doesn't mean that when I am fablously famous for my awesome poetry that I won't invite you to come and listen to one! You better come! Luckily, I remain unpublished (high school literary magazines probably don't count) and very unfamous.
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