Wednesday, December 01, 2004

The Palmist

New York 1999

Tompkins Square Park. No luck with jobs, not really trying…. met a man named------ironically I can’t remember as he kept telling me what it was. From New Orleans, drunk, friendly palm reader, owned a gallery, got shut down. He said he didn’t have to read my palm, that he could read my eyes. Said to take it one step at a time, literally, as in across the street. Slapped me on the shoulder and left to get booze for his friends who were flagging him on from the park.
Uruguay tango. El Choclo Rene Marino
Erik Satie – gymnopedes
Telemans – recorder suite in A minor
Cha Chou regional opera
Bai Lixi Reunites with his wife

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