perfect temperature
a little unsure of how i'd hold up
leisurely
the perfect thing to do when you get out of work - better than taking a nap.
cops yelling at us for blocking the streets
blocking the streets
circling around the white truck, bunches of times; brewing fury
((are you free or are you tied up?))
the tunnel and screaming and coasting and velocity and your hands up, free, screaming until your lungs burst
whose streets?? our streets!!
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