loitering illegally in the graveyard
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they kick him in the shin before he takes his morning step lovely boys with paper girls wringing poles and fragile necks he crumples every time they call crooning like a music man in this cramped and musty room a window fan can't blow away the sharp smell of sweat and cocaine but an orange devil armed with suspenders can surely make up for the poor ambiance oh he runs party to party catching trains station to station the glittering men fascinate him at every turn the shining girls catch his attention 'round every bend but he's got a limp can barely speak doesn't remember how the ground feels on his feet yet here he is torso scandalously tied with rope dancing to iggy pop on the radio
fabulously, RB
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a/n: David Bowie's diet in 1975 consisted of red peppers, cocaine, and milk.
