Sunday, February 19, 2006
He Came, like a Grey Ghost

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'68? '69? Well, while we're dating ourseleves, I was busy jumping onto and then off trams trottling through Zagreb in the Socialist Republic of Yugoslavia. And none of those streetcars were named Desire. More like Mirogoj, Vljestnicka, and Dubravo.
But I was wearing Brando t-shirts then so something counted, besides my tram fare.
But I was wearing Brando t-shirts then so something counted, besides my tram fare.
...followed by a stopover @ The Schizophrenic Cafe, where an order to the waiter is, "Sir, I'll have what I'm having".
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