Philosophy For Dummies

On my way through the chaos of the Financial District, headed to the studio, I stumble across a place to quietly contemplate all of our mortality. photo (68) Other times in which I contemplate my mortality are: on the subway, when the subway is somehow suddenly SO BROKEN and I am wasting whole decades waiting for it to arrive, when there are crazy people yelling at me, when there are crazy people yelling at each other.

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