In my most psychotic stages, I imagine myself chewing on sidewalks and bulging and swallowing sunlight and clouds.
I'm quiet, and I don't enjoy watching horror flicks, so am I like Zeke? No way.
When I heard Monk in person in 1955, he was playing with a quartet in a small club. The place was full of musicians, but there was no public at all.
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