Happy Birthday to thegoodDoctor Martin. Damn shame how dey shot my man. He and I are both 'Jr.'s, so I cna relate to his struggle, his way of life and everything. I have a Dream too... I jsut can't speak in public quite as well as he can. But he was a reverend, And, that is, not to mention, the Son of a Preacher Man.
I often wonder what may have been if he had been with us longer....
like this weekend!
Yeah - these long weekends ar ethe SHIZ-NIT! We should do this like once a month if you ask me... people like me (and you, I guess) need time to recupe, take it easy too,. it's kind of like having an extra day in the week or something. That was a nice seque-way Imust admit.
I DO say so myself.
permiso o permita me unos besos... por fav..horita
Day 270 at the 16th Street Plaza: It’s all about the nights
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[image: A nighttime urban street scene with police cars, flashing lights,
and a crowd gathered on the sidewalk near colorful murals and a lit-up
building.]...

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