“I don’t like that one,” he says about the painting on the city's concrete of a blue man with the caption written out,
JANK?
-ABK-
I know, I say to him, I need to get better. I’m trying to get better. Why am I trying to get better? I don’t know. That’s it, chasing the wind.
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