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The Last Bus Ride

Posted on June 11, 2010 by Eric Zimmerman

Ambling past the burned out hulk of a bus, listless and bleary, sudden violence erupts without warning, and it’s impossible to get anywhere it’s not a zombie apocalypse. It’s another day on the 22-Fillmore.

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Crazy Weather

Posted on June 10, 2010 by Eric Zimmerman

Crazy weather we got here Cold, windy, rain followed by Hot and muggy You want sleet and fog? If you need a tornado, we got ‘em. Snow, sunshine and hurricanes We’re selling 3 for 2! Morning frost and overcast too! … Continue reading →

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Curtain Up

Posted on June 1, 2010 by Eric Zimmerman

There is always a curtain

Always a stage

When some mother fucker is about to get played. Continue reading →

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