"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
Saturday, August 11, 2007
is this Brooklyn?
Why yes, it is. Red Hook, Added Value Farm, and the end of the road.
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