NEW YORK, NEW YORK
I went to New York City to visit friends and attend a war protest. When the cops came I ran and escaped rather then get locked up in the library like my friends did. This was on account of me being a self centered countered, but also because I didn’t want to miss the rest of my time on the east coast incarcerated. I loved my childhood dog and I was meant to go back to Baltimore the next day to spend a few days with her before flying back to California.