mortality
Saturday Night Burger Buddy
“Excuse me, now, I don’t mean this to be something weird….” Oh boy, here it comes, something weird. He wants money. He must want money. 3:30 a.m. on the PATH train. It had been a long Saturday night, what with the college-radio friend’s art opening and the record-store friend’s friend’s band’s gig and the art […]
Jack Silbert, curator