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San Francisco spoken word

Posted by anja | February 1, 2008 | Ex-blog, San Francisco

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Yesterday as I was leaving San Francisco to catch my ultra-redeye flight back to New York (delayed by three hours because of inclement weather, said American Airlines; read: a couple of drops of rain), there was an impromptu spoken word performance in the street. I stopped at the entrance of the BART station where a small circle gathered to hear someone’s dreams in verse, took a couple of photos, tried to listen from a distance and I felt like this was still some old time, away from the above listed words, where people spoke in poems and showed their passions outright. I slept soundly en route to JFK.

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