April 2010
3 posts
Minimal Mac: My Pledge To You →
One day, when I was 8 years old, I found a twenty dollar bill on a city bus. My Grandmother’s house, where I spent more than a few days every week, was at the beginning of a bus route. It was not uncommon, when boarding the bus, I was one only one on. That day, I had just boarded and paid my fare…
Dude, excellent. This is much appreciated. Well written too.
