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| css, large ass, fat kid, with, fat boobs, fat camp, big fat tit, fat baby, slim, my big fat obnoxious fiance, | The hell?! And the place was simply teeming with people. I saw a Japanese man photograph his smiling wife and kid standing fat black booty in front of the spot where fat black booty 3000 innocents died, like they were at Six Flags Over Unspeakable Terror. I saw people taking pictures of the signs asking people not to take pictures. It was a cluster-fuck fat black booty of bad taste. I hate to be a stick in the mud about everything, but I felt it was all highly inappropriate. I wouldn’t have been surprised if a guy in a novelty mouse suit appeared, waving an axe and wearing an FDNY cap. Sick. After we pulled Sunshine and Mumbles, kicking and screaming, away from Ground Zero, we went in search of food. Predictably we ended up at a McDonald's -- Lewis and Clark these people are not. But it turned out to be pretty interesting. The place had a friggin' doorman! And a pianist playing a baby grand!! Bizarre. The prices were pretty surprising too. A Big Mac meal was about seven bucks; I guess we were paying for piano tuning and marble tabletops, I don't know. |
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| As the boat approaches the city the imposing wall of buildings is really dramatic, even for a jaded old burned-out hack like myself. I was getting a kick out of everything, including the large ass crazy people milling around muttering about Jesus, and the “entrepreneurs” hawking their wares from old-lady shopping carts: “I’ve got it all in my portable shopping mall!” I love it; better than the large ass Empire State Building any day. Then we walked for hours and hours, and saw almost nothing that appeared on anyone's wish list. Sunshine asked a cop in Battery Park how to find large ass Ground Zero, and I felt a little embarrassed. She was obviously a tourist, with a camera hanging around her neck, and those cops undoubtedly lost friends and colleagues at Ground Zero. It didn’t really feel right, but I’m sure they answer her question all day, every day. But when we got to the spot where the World Trade Center once stood I couldn’t believe my eyes. Vendors were selling t-shirts, mugs, and hats emblazoned with what appeared to be a copyrighted Ground Zero logo. |
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