one of my first actual creditable “shots” and verging on journalism. a friend was getting bloody lip from a football player inside the boys room for indiscretions with the footballers girlfriend.
Music: Geddy LeeLyrics: Neil Peartairport scurry – flurry facesparade of passers-bypeople going many placeswith a smile or just a sighwaiting, waiting, pass the timeanother cigaretteget in…