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(This is displayed as JPEGs because I wanted to show the layout w/o dealing with a bunch of messy HTML.)
This is a jazz/blues poem about the city. I wrote it to the piece Too Late... the Mambo! by Bill Zaccagni, so after reading it through a couple of times, listen to the music to get the full effect. Hopefully you'll be pleasantly surprised at how well it fits!
Copyright Mallery February 2002
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