move your feet

September 8, 2010 at 11:41 am Leave a comment

most of my days start here:

after that, there’s really no telling where my feet will take me.

sometimes, my feet have to eat.

in the park.

delivered by a nice boy i know.

mmm, that was good.

ok.

back to moving.

see, there are pretty things to see in new york city.

you just have to move your feet to see them.

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“It’s an empowering idea. The entire goliath of the food industry is ultimately driven and determined by the choices we make as the waiter gets impatient for our order or in the practicalities and whimsies of what we load into our shopping carts or farmers’ market bags.” - Jonathan Safran Foer ..............................................................

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