fearlessly pass by the last gas station
without looking at the gauge.
you have a cell phone and a credit card,
you are invincible.
even the cautious left caution at the turn of the century.
drink with abandon in a strange city
drunk with confidence stride down the sidewalk
preach love to the homeless
break out a beatbox with the homies on the corner
they'll love you because you're cute
but eat street tacos
from a cart that no one else does
and you'll shit yourself for sure.
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