It's safehouse shit. That's all. Then there is...FKA TWIGS...better. London has a pulse...New York is still safe and sound...asleep...an ash tray of its former self...no fire, unless it's meticulously planned out like a torch carried by the latest trends of function over form soccer moms with designer brands pasted over the banality...it's a look the part kind of a town and it's not New York...It's there...but still asleep...Amazing place when it's allowed to be alive...Tin City currently though...No brains, just money...No culture, just commercial playing the part...And considerations wouldn't be simply my words. When I lived there, it was a lot of people, a part of the 80s, who had a lot to say, in terms of what has been happening there....I mean when it's strip clubs in the center...then IDK something like TGIF or Applebees, Mars store, Toilet paper adverts...of enjoy the go...WTF...That's the NEW NEW YORK? It's like taking a trip to grandma's house...and maybe installing an arcade...just a jarring presentation of exciting-looking boredom...vs IDK club kids and the limelight for example...I had to go to New Orleans...It's still going...not as good...but still going...When it's safe and sound everywhere....Ron English smiley faces everywhere...Angels all around ready to protect...evil as hell...Get the Apple back out...nothing good is coming from an Earth Angel...Once upon a time in the States everyone got that memo...get a pulse...something...that doesn't require the absurdities of safe and sound endorsement...I would have stayed in NYC if it was doing what it's know for...letting things open up in a way that is unimpeded...sometimes it's a trainwreck, sometimes it all works out...but the stories either way are unparalleled and that is what New York is supposed to be. This safe shit...This by the numbers shit...no strip clubs in Times Square...just a day out with grandma out to Applebees or the Olive Garden...We go from a shiny enticing big apple, SIN CITY, to something that has clearly been dry fucked by a kitchen device found in grandmas bedroom...IDK like an egg beater or something...it's in her drawer...it vibrates...but everyone is too good to call it...TIN CITY...Lame bullshit with pockets of interests, and yet once upon a time, it was the entire nightlife...Now it's insularity and dollar bills for the good boys and girls, safe and sound, walled up, ready to represent what New York is...New York as a simulacra of itself. SSION to me, has a little fun with the fake bullshit that is still on parade there, with Alicia Keys in a CVS...Something about classism...something about dry, drab, sanitized nothing, with the kids breaking out the basement parties and trips to the drug store...when once upon a time were dressing up, piling into clubs, trains, trucks...whatever...not anymore...The New New York...with the finest of rewards for Angelic Assholes kissing ancient asses...What a bunch of sycophantic fuckery...
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The powers that beeeeee....have become superficial bubble gum POP...absurd shit, but hey, Jerusalem's got your back even if you are lame as hell...no fight...no pulse...just by the numbers, acceptance and a new form of LUV, kindness, and happiness...that's a lifeless goosestep looking alive...How is that even possible...we go from the 80s to this new kind of shit...How? So should everyone kiss your asses at this point...The culture sucks! What's coming out of New York where we are like what was that...think Grace Jones, yes, but the scene....NOTHING! It's all suffocation among sanitized excitement....boring....I still like the museums and the City is my favorite...but when I consider the pulse of the city in relation to a lively culture...it's like fucking your grandma at applebees on a bed of riblets and fries...unforgettable in all the wrong ways...the act looks like something from a past excitement, only it's the dynamic of animatronic hip replacement...there's this underlying awkwardness obviously, considering what's no longer coming out of the city...something of interests that doesn't smack of a by the numbers rigor mortis...something willing to be cultural rather than simply commercial...just smiling faces embracing their moment, as reward, for being a good little boy and girl at grandpas bukkake special...people think it's botox...it's not...it's the freeze frame of residual cum from a really old, ancient, dick...but I'm not blaming the starlets...They were probably in the house of we made it, Yawning, and grandpa has poor eye sight now, so he read the signal wrong...No one is wrong...it's just this new dynamic in the US...it's just so fucking cool....It's "Perfect" (all eyes, including the ancient bandit, and that forcefitted dynamic veneering with sycophantic happiness and excitement, Kim Jung Un fuck fest) vs. Perfect-ly...to even imagine an actual dynamic returning to the US....I mean when there are so many fine angels in the mirror, in love with the ancient crew in such a superficial fucking manner....The US is likely fucked....the US is likely your grandma at the applebees, expecting a lovely dinner, fucked by her own kids on a bed of riblets...It's the new Oedipus shit...It's the new Big Apple....the Riblet Oedipal delight...fuck...No interplay between living among POP...not just POP until we POP...no way out...just hollow air among the kiddies rewarded by a bunch of dickfaces that want to put their good boys and girls on the pay to play plan, the new classism making it's way in the country though classism just couldn't possibly exist...the opioid crisis anyone...among violent nice-nothing loking holier than though assholes who are entirely full of shit, but they are kissing ancient asshole so it's all fucking good...among a focus for ancient approval and fake bullshit...fucketh the fucking fuckery....no more artistry about the artistry....rather calculated artistry that is beyone measures suffocating for anyone who is about the process...but with so many bitch faces in the mirror championing your mirror, mirror, shit...2 fucks...it doesn't change...it will just rot out until someone finaly gets tired of fucking the snatch of a dead corpse...when the dick hits the bone...then maybe matters will change...until then...SMILE...WINWithOJ...OK....
