Wednesday, January 25, 2017

Wed. January 25, 2017

In today's edition of the starving artist, I emptied my coat pockets of pennies into a change collector at Walmart, fought a long (ongoing) battle with the shitty washing machine in my apartment complex, and was asked by a stranger outside the building, "Hey man I just got out of jail, can I bum a cigarette?" as I puffed on a ninety-nine cent pineapple-flavored cigar against the brick wall. Wet snow beginning to fall over Marquette -- weatherman says a cold front coming. They say it's one of the mildest winters in years up here.

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