August 20th, 1996

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There is something strangely unsettling about the three seedy East Villagey guys singing the Beatles’ “I Feel Fine” in mock-Liverpudlian accented three-part harmony underground in the subway station.


At least today they didn’t have their heroin junkie groupie girl swaying along, crosslegged on a blanket at their feet. She really freaks me out.

She’s probably the same age as I am.

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