the apartment on the top floor...
where i first began to glimpse the depths of human depravity...
like the night the girl...the girl in the blue skirt and and white sailor cap...the girl who was fucking a friend of mine...came from a party and...propped her ass on the window sill in my living room...lifted her skirt...and asked me if i wanted some...
then there was the week the european women invaded...german...and french...and showed me how the body can be a playground...
that was the beginning...
now that it's being torn down...it's not an ending...because life goes on...and because...depravity is so much more fun with a woman i love and respect...
