Saturday, September 3, 2011

Word to my Hobos




I have fond memories of Central Sq. for many reasons. Most of them revolve around working at a down and out art store there, and the many unique and colorful characters that would shop(lift) there. Many of these individuals would have puke stained shirts, smell like pee, and bark at customers. In my own weird way, I really liked them.

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