Friday, February 10, 2006

Third World Metropolis

The city was changing me... At some point, I began to believe in extreme wealth or extreme poverty. It was as if New York were a third world country complicit in its own military dictatorship. While people were ambitious, they accepted their fate in the hierarchy just so they could watch the truly rich make fools of themselves in the "Post"…God, where was my place?

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