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Soothing the soul

January 4, 2008

On a white horse

TONY
“Thanks [for the coffee, Phil]. This is the first one I’ve had in 3 days.”

PHILIP
“Where were you?”

TONY
“Mostly at Mike’s place. I just pay him some rent and his girlfriend is cool with it.”

PHILIP
“What’ve you been eating … you haven’t even had a coffee in 3 days?”

TONY
“Nope. Noodles, mostly.”

PHILIP
“What do you do while you’re at Mike’s?”

TONY
“Well, other than sleeping, I do stuff that needs doing around the house and I watch TV and some other things. But my favourite is old-time radio on AM900. You can’t beat the Lone Ranger.”

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Subway map of the soul

November 15, 2007

Subway map of the Seoul

TONY
“You remember about the key for that submarine sandwich place just up the street, you know, the Subway’s there?”

PHILIP
“Dimly.”

TONY
“Well the store owner finally found out what happened.”

PHILIP
“Which was what?”

TONY
“You know, that I’d found their main front-door key just sitting there, right next to their front door in the middle of the night. So now the owner knows what happened back then, he’s been really decent to me plus now I get a foot-long sub every week, or I can have two six-inch ones on two different days if I prefer.”

Daylight again

October 19, 2007

Daylight again

TONY
“Phil, could you spring me for a coffee this morning? I’m flat broke; I didn’t even have dinner last night.”

Tossing bread upon the waters

July 8, 2007

Ripples

PHILIP
“Why are you doing that?”

TONY
“Doing what?”

PHILIP
“You’re a homeless guy tossing bits of your bread to pigeons, that’s what.”

TONY
“Well sometimes they’re the only company I have.”

Wonder of bread

March 8, 2007

Wonderbread

PHILIP
“So do you like the sandwich I made you?”

TONY
“It’s just fine … I never argue about food.”

Tony’s story — Part #2

February 19, 2007

“I took everything I could get my hands on …”

TONY (written while he was in jail)
“See, when I was growing up [ages 5-7], we had what people call a soup line. Kids and parents were lined up for blocks and when I say blocks, I mean 10-12 blocks, literally. We had to have stamps for bread: 1/2 a stamp for a loaf and one stamp for so-called butter, which was really lard).

“Me and the crew would steal food from the navy to feed my family and crew. There was five kids in my crew: Pete (the milk man), Dave (the meat man), Jimmy (the pick pocket), Larry (the clothing man) and me, Tony. I didn’t have a specialty; I took everything I could get my hands on. If I could sell it, I took it.”

Arts and crafts

January 18, 2007

KD

PHILIP
“What did you do last night?”

TONY
“I cooked up some Kraft Dinner. Four of ’em.”

PHILIP
“Exactly where did you do that?”

TONY
“I went over to my Dave’s, my friend Dave’s.”

“Anyway, my recipe for Kraft Dinner is you start by chopping up a fresh onion. You boil the noodles the same as always, drain it out, and put in the onion and cook it ’til the onion gets clear. Then you put in the cheese. I like extra cheese so later you grate in some mozzarella, about a quarter of a brick. Then you put in the margarine and cook it up a bit more. Then you put in cream to get it to the right thickness. Most people use milk but cream’s the one to use. Then you put in the mozzarella and stir it up.”

PHILIP
“You ate your way through four boxes of Kraft Dinner last night?”

TONY
“Yup. You think four’s a lot? I should tell you about going to the buffet once when I was working for George Segal. You’d like that one.”

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