Loading Porch The streetsign on the corner lamppost says "Broadway". Across the icy street to the west you see a loading porch. From their tracks under the awning, four- and six-foot butcher hooks swing gently -- though there is no wind. A fire escape, above a street lamp pulsing slow as a failing heart, looks like charred sticks, some still aglow. |
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