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Showing posts from July, 2005

You don't really know

"You're just a kid, you don't have the faintest idea what you're talking about. You've never been out of Boston.

So if I ask you about art, you'd probably give me the skinny on every art book ever writtened. Michelangelo? You know alot about him. Life's work, political aspirations, him and the pope. Sexual orientation. The whole works, right?

I bet you can't tell me what it smells like in the SIstine Chapel. You never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling. Seeing that.

If I ask you about woman, you'll probably give me a syllabus of your personal favorites. You may ever been laid a few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel trully happy. You're a tough kid.

If I ask you about war, you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right? "Once more into the breach, dear friends."
But you've never been near one. You've never held your bestfriend head in your lap and w…