Thursday, August 27, 2009
Fat Tuesday on a Thursday
I walked for some time that night but I could not tell you for how long.
As the night came I heard it strange, a sound which became a song .
It had to have been a dream ,I boarded the 915 and came upon a sight so wrong,
A row so endless and splendid with entrances
and there he was...the frame-less semblance who sang that song.
location:Fat Tuesday-New Orleans By Gos