Old gent on the block
August 4, 2007
Where does an idle tiger go to be industrious? Little Italy, it seems. Welcome to my new neighbourhood.
Men on the streetcar turn ordinary words into ferocious argument by tone of voice alone.
“Have a nice day!”
“I always have a nice day!”
It sounds like a mutual death threat.
This street is a flower that opens up at night.
My new lodgings: here is where I intend to make something very nice indeed….
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Superintendent Idle Tiger 
Your new place looks lovely! And the fish tank–you cleaned it!
I miss living with you. My family is nice, but they aren’t nearly as entertaining.