Bikes in tow, brother Rob and I zoomed all over the gorgeous Minneapolis night for street tacos, impromptu dance parties, flame-thrower bicycles, giant puppets, wee shadow poppets, critical mass traffic jams and games with light and sound.
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our trolls are no face
Didn’t hit the right notes, speak the right language. Convince of a future of further dismantling.
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snotnose art kids getting et by alligators
I weaved down Nicollet, in my old ‘hood…
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nicollet’s jinn
Sinbad’s Cafe and Deli on Nicollet Ave has been closed for months, maybe years now.
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36 tornadoes came to minnesota
and all the Cities got was this orangesicle sky. Through with day before the night that’s just what the light looked like, and everyone left their window panes to stand in the roiling heat of the street, meet their neighbors and share what they know about science.
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aaaaaaaaand we’re back
were back weeks ago, but Life had other plans.
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to every thing
There is a season.
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not the one
This isn’t like that.
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bellow yellow
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find out what it means to me
