Thursday, July 28, 2005

114 Weller To-day



You can still smell death in the air, and soya sauce, which I like to think induces Proustian reverie in the old-timers.

1500 gallons of arsenic down the drain? Hadn’t these people heard of “drains to ocean” or seen stencils of dolphins? And all within eyeshot of City Hall.

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