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soho zombie, slave to the man, code monkey, lover & hater, and, one downright good looking bastard.

the roof, the roof

No one comes up to clame their double latte, or their frozed blended crap-a-nasty drink that’s been melting for 10 minutes on the bar, but they really listen when you tell them that the building’s on fire. All of sudden your voice carries some weight and you’re worth listening to.

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