journey into the night...

_MG_9093.JPG, a photo by zimbablade on Flickr.

D. walked down by the West Side highway at night..this area had changed greatly from his youth...back in that day if you walked here you had better be prepared to fight for your life...now upscale yuppies finely tuned their bodies jogging on the hudson river park path...influenced by Celine D. wanted to see how far he could take it out into the night, a metaphor for the imagination...
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in the night alone walking admist the debris of broken dreams ...it's a long way from my hippie days when I believe in communty and we would change the world into a beautiful garden...oh, how we used to speak then about what we were going to do....the night would come and crush those dreams or perhaps more accurately reveal the darkness which was always in our souls...we were just to young to admit it...now the cars go rushing by unaware of the environment by them...
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D. noticed the cold settling in but it didn't effect him that much...he had long got used to it in the night...