Saw the slow men in the community centre, it was an eyeopener, so little hope and so much madness, what heroes are there among the most hopeless. Fresh heroes minted in every tragedy. Suffer and grow, and now you know. Obstacles being what you see when you take your eyes off goals, and these boys and girls had obstacles, but goddammit when there is a dream to make it to Spain and lie on sand and dance flamenco with a margarita in hand, then you make a plan, you make it happen; you do the obstacle jam.

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Kaufman said...