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| An old guy I met on the Subway listened to my story.
“"It's kind of a hard thing to do. It ain't easy at all," he declared. “I was trying to find It myself,” he added. But he didn’t want to share his information. He suddenly left me and and vanished somewhere in the Canal Street Subway station. Well - what can I do? It really is kind of hard to find It - that I've noticed. |