"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."
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Scene on the street
A lion on Clinton Street, in its own moving wardrobe.
A lion on Clinton Street, in its own moving wardrobe.
1 comment:
I want him!
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