I am leaning against the side of a newspaper stand in lower Manhattan and this stranger comes up next to me. He says "she just ate my asshole out all night long". I think this is so funny that I fall down backwards laughing. In the road I am laying flat on my back, starring at the sky, laughing hysterically. My back feeling the cold road, the hardness under my head is uncomfortable and the little rocks are poking at me trying to mush into my scalp. I stretch my arm out above me; up and down I push my arms in the snow, making a snow angel in the dirty, brown, melting sleet that has fallen tonight. The dude says, "Do not get hit by a car"! My putta is wet because I got excited thinking about how this whore had eaten out at his ass hole all night long. How wasted she must have been to have continued going down on him all night long until she passed out between his legs. I look up into the city sky, bright city lights and dim stars above. I feel a strange serenity come over me, a comforting feeling. I am free to do as I please. I turn my head to the left and see cars driving toward me. I am still laughing. I am smiling and feeling carefree and alive.