home is where the heart is

Everybody people, everybody bleed, everybody need something Everybody love, everybody know Okay now picture little Bobby just a youngin' runnin' round With his mans, hammer in his hands, feelin' like the man Run, mothafucka, run Before the popo get the gun, put it to your brain like goddamn! Everybody know you ain't about it Everything you talk about I know I can live without it Red light, stop. Green light, go! Everything ain't what it seem like Mothafucka I know! Hold up, what you mean, where you been? Bitch I been in This is merely the beginning again What you been living in? A box, under the bridge, like Anthony Kiedis? Looking for something to complete us And maybe lead us, fuck an elitist Hell of a long way from equal is how they treat us Body of a builder with the mind of a fetus Turn on the television and see the vision they feed us And I wish I could erase that, face facts

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invisibiility

madison nodded, not entirely believing what he said. “i’m sure you do.” she wasn’t sure why she expected more from amir, but for whatever reason, she did. the girl scoffed at him, rolling her eyes. “i’m not mad. it’s frustrating. because it’s not like this was the first time it happened. hey – i’m busy too. news flash, but you’re not the only who has a job.”

amir narrowed his eyes, becoming increasingly upset as madison was obviously not convinced of his emotions. “then why am i here if i don’t care? why would i use the only hour i have free during my entire day to hang out?” he asked, his voice filling the room and his vocals becoming more gruff. not wanting to yell anymore or cause much more of a scene, he relaxed into his chair, crossing his arms like an upset child. “clearly you are mad. and i know you have a job, but it’s not that easy, madison.” the name was unfamiliar to him and he felt like he wasn’t even talking to the same person. “what do you want me to say?”

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ann4bellee

“Well, luckily what they say about being intoxicated and your body being limber and not tensing up is true so I managed to get away with just a few bumps and bruises every time.” She laughed as he took one of the boxes and headed towards the elevators. “All the way up, I’m in 6402.”

“that’s true. being drunk definitely gives you superpowers... i could probably fall down the fire escape and not remember where any of the marks came from,” he chuckled as they entered the elevator. upon hearing her floor name he pressed the button with the number 4 on it and smiled at her. “i actually live right across the hall from you. i’m 6400.”

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lackscolor

giving a shake of his head, an exasperated chuckle fell from silas’ lips. “ i agree, man. there are a lot of attractive people here tonight and every night, but i want something a little more than that. a connection, y’know ?? a real connection. my friend told me to try this whole dating app thing, but it’s hard to make that connection through a small screen. hell, it’s even hard finding that face-to-face, especially since i’ve been so busy. have any tips for me, my wise pal?? ”

taking a glass in his hand, amir used a cloth to clean the inside as he pondered the other man’s question. how do you find a real connection in a world where everything revolves around a smart phone? after much thought with no positive conclusions, he shrugged his shoulders. “i mean, i haven’t ever really had much of a problem, but then again, i’m not really looking for anything serious.... my advice would probably be to lower your bar a little bit. you seem kind of picky and, honestly, you will probably find more dates if you just become more open to accepting people’s faults.”

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lennypolanco

“now that’s a shame. it’s crazy to think about how much has changed in time, i always felt safe playing outside when i was younger.. as did my parents, but also it all depends on the area as well. ghost in the graveyard was easily one of my favorite games. the dark made it more fun. oh, of course. the responsibilities of adulthood can seem suffocating at times. where do you work?”

“i mean, not playing hide and seek but also not getting accidentally shot is a good bargain. when you live in the city, you just gotta sacrifice the certain pleasures in life, like getting to play hide and seek. it was a lot of fun, i’ll admit. especially since we used flashlights... it was always really fun. well, in my case, my responsibilities are actually suffocating me... i own this bar, crown heights, it’s just a few minutes from downtown. to be honest, it’s a real handful being your own boss.”

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bristol: ooh, do tell

bristol: sure thing, consider it done. your name wasn't there, though. no worries on that

bristol: i don't know, that's the big mystery! but you did just say you might have a clue, so i'm looking forward to piecing it all together.

bristol: no offense, but i've never spent time with amy aside from working and it's awkward enough regardless. she's kinda weird. i know it's not cool to shit talk to the boss, but i tell you this in confidence as your favorite employee

bristol: i am your favorite employee, right?

amir: 🙄🙄🙄

amir: actually, scratch the whole thing out and put jack's number up, he's being a real asshole

amir: the girl i'm talking about would NEVER... shes not like that, unless she's living a double life

amir: well you can't deny that amy's a fuckin riot... she's kinda crazy though, i had to drive her home last night and she drooled on me

amir: i mean.... you're in the top three

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elcnas

“well, not by themselves no. but as a part of a solid study then yes. i don’t know either, if that makes you feel better. auto-correct is my life savior. i’m not so grammar disabled in hebrew though. do you know italian? like, can you read and understand it? yeah, it’s just so big and diverse honestly.”

“well, yeah, but i dunno how in depth you could go to show a connection between being short and being evil. scientists need to work harder and give us some concrete answers. there’s probably a lot of people who can’t spell that word. auto-correct is either my truest friend or my worst enemy, and there’s no in between. i would imagine so. well, i can speak and i can understand when people speak it... most of the time. i can read a little bit too, but it’s not like i can just switch between italian and english, like, i would probably never say that i’m fluent. if america’s a melting pot, then new york is where it really boils.”

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rheaxriley

“Gladly. I’ve already threatened to fight you so I’m just adding this to my list.” She said with a laugh. “You better trust me by now, I always deliver. Yeah I would, honestly you’re one of the best people I know so I’ll pull my strings for you.”

“at least now your reasoning is more justified,” amir added with a small smile. “i’d be shocked if you didn’t. you know, you’re always pulling strings for me and i appreciate it... and i’m serious when i say if there’s anything i can do for you, consider it done. you’re probably the most honest person in this town.”

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the one place you would definitely find amir was behind the bar of crown heights, the bar and restaurant that he owned just a short drive from the center of montauk. as usual, a bartender had decided not to show up for work and he was stuck making drinks. as it drew closer to closing time and the crowd of customers thinned out, he relaxed, leaning against the bar. pouring himself a small glass of whiskey, he questioned the person nearest to him. “so how was your night?”

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rheaxriley

“I’ll let you know if you aren’t. That’s very true starving roommates can’t be any fun. You’re going to want to start going to the source, I mean what I sell is good but this is better. But luckily I’m the bosses favorite I might be able to convince them to let me sell it to you and only you, they’re stingy.”

“yeah, if i ever start treating people like shit, just punch me in the back of the head. it’ll work. well, you know me well enough that i trust your opinion. aw, you’d do that for me? pulling all the strings? i feel blessed.”

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bristol: i guess we'll never know, no matter how desperately i want to find out!

bristol: i can do you a solid and scratch it off, if you want. i can't guarantee these bathrooms are sanitized adequately on a regular basis, never mind scoured for inappropriate graffiti

bristol: but i am at whiskey pete's, if you want to put in a word with the owner.

bristol: also, thanks but no thanks. love you guys, hate the idea of hanging out with the bar's regulars socially. feel like it'll make it too weird on the job. i have a tendency to overshare when i'm drunk and i think i'd rather spare mr. bates and whoever else the knowledge of how and when i lost my virginity

amir: actually i think i just got a clue lol

amir: honestly, just mark out a few of the numbers. and if my name is anywhere on there, get it off

amir: fuck whiskey pete's who do i know that goes to that fuckin shithole. besides you

amir: spare me the details too. i cannot count the number of times amy has overstayed her welcome and made things awkward when she works. last night she got so hammered that she read me her grocery list

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lackscolor

“ how long ‘til you know you’re being stood up ?? ” silas muttered out in the open, leaning against the bar, eyes focused on his phone as if he could wish up a return text if he stared hard enough.

amir, as always, was behind the bar. he had a bartender call off so he was actually going to be making drinks the whole night. hearing the stranger talking to himself, he frowned before approaching him, cleaning a glass. “honestly? who gives a shit. it’s their loss and there’s plenty of good looking people here tonight. and every night.”

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mcderngreaser

“Nah they only attack when they’re provoked.  I read a lot on them when I first moved here.” Logan said, laughing softly at the other’s obvious fear of the reptiles.  He took a swig of the beer in his hand, flicking his finished blunt into the lake subconsciously.  The brunette watched the ripple caused by the tobacco leaf wrapping, almost as if he was mesmerized by the sight, and ended up blocking out what the other said.  “Hm, sorry, can you repeat that, love?”

“or if they’re hungry,” he added, tapping off the ash from his cigarette before placing it back between his lips. he moved his ankles around in the water, both of his hands holding onto the edge of the dock with his fingertips. he looked over at the other man who seemed sort of spaced out. he wasn’t surprised at all, the man was drinking a beer and had just thrown a blunt into the water. clearly he was fucked up. “nothing, nevermind, you okay, bud?”

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elcnas

“true, maybe just a questionnaire or something in the like. i think i’m bad at both, i feel as if my writing is pretty average and then i struggle a little with spelling. but english isn’t my first language ― as you could probably tell. so i’m blaming my bad orthography on that. sorry i’m really bad with american accents too, i couldn’t quite figure out your new yorker accent which is ironic considering i lived a few years in there. but it makes sense, yes.”

“honestly, questionnaires aren’t real science and if i found one labeled as such, i would probably be pissed. yeah, i wouldn’t say i’m anywhere above average in the writing department. however, my spelling is atrocious. i don’t even know how to spell that. hey, it’s not really that bad. you should hear me try and speak italian, it sounds absolutely awful. hey, new york has tons of different accents, sometimes i get confused.”

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invisibiility

madison didn’t have any hopes for this, she honestly just needed to vent. and yet – when it was so obvious that he wasn’t listening, it struck a chord inside her. “yeah – go fuck yourself. how about that?” she asked with a fake grin, once she saw that he was just on his phone. “there’s no need to lie, bucko. lemme just add this to the long list of things amir won’t do. care, is one of them. actually come through with plans? another. and now listening. you’re a stand-up guy.”

amir was usually a great multitasker, but with all the thoughts crowding his mind in that moment, he had made an ass of himself. as soon as she began with her next rant, he sighed and placed his phone face down on the table. he needed to worry less about work, he knew that. “i do care.” that was all he could muster, locking his eyes with hers as he reached out to take a sip of his coffee. “but seriously. you’re still mad that i canceled a fucking week ago? you said you understood. you know i’m busy.”

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celcstivl

“again, that’s totally understandable. thankfully, i just work for someone else who has to deal with the stress of owning a business. although it’d be nice in the future, there’s no way i’d be able to handle it now,” she shrugged.  owning anything was never in her original plan but now after having a drastic shift in career, owning a bakery someday was her new ambition and she never would believed it a few years ago. “seems to me like you might need an assistant or a very productive new manager or something. it sounds to me like you need a little temporary reset. not to sound like a total cliche mom but there’s only so many hours in the day -…or whatever that saying is.” she let out a small laugh, her brow quirking in amusement. “i’m not that bad. i’ll take it. i’m sorry some lunatic tried to grope you, though. it’s ridiculous some people don’t respect boundaries - drunk or sober, shit’s not cool.”

“it’s basically like giving up your social life, especially if your business isn’t a service business,” amir explained carefully, not sure if his point was getting across exactly the way he intended it too. however, she would surely understand what he meant if she listened to his words and looked into his tired eyes. the only human interaction he had experienced in the past twenty four hours was with intoxicated bar patrons. not exactly the best company for a tired, sober man. “yeah, i’ve been looking... the place is just my baby, you know? i’ve been like a helicopter parent for almost two years... it’s hard learning to trust someone with something that’s your whole life.” he was getting too deep. it wasn’t even noon yet and he was pouring his innermost thoughts out to someone who he wasn’t well acquainted with. “is it sad that that’s the most action i’ve been able to get in the last week? it’s either i sleep, i eat, or i get laid. it sucks.”

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rheaxriley

“Well from what I know you’re a good person so I’d hope you treated your assistants decently. I didn’t know that but now I know the meal is going to be amazing because you don’t do it a lot. Yeah the stuff I get is better than what I can sell for some reason. I won’t tell anyone you’re a recipe stealer.”

“i’m glad you think that. don’t worry, i always try to be. most of the time. i mean, i cook for my roommates a lot, but they don’t really count. if i didn’t feed them, they’d starve. will i have to start going to your source after i smoke this? is it gonna change my life drastically? i need to prepare myself. hey, everyone has to get their recipes from somewhere.”