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I looked for America

The New Jersey Turnpike? What a God forsaken place, I once tried to hitch a ride there, I was lucky, a bus arrived before anyone picked me up, then I found America in a yellow cab, he was black and suddenly I found myself on the backseat with his fly honey, an hour later I was a white gorilla in the mist from 5000 african-americans in an ice-hockey rink, they seemed a “little” suspicious, it was a nice night for a walk (and shitting your pants), oh well, found the train and felt safe when they called at Jamaica.

Thank you to Andreas Karker for the inspiration

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