e hit Washington Square around noon with six bottles of Wild Irish Rose, bought a bag of weed, and made new friends fast. We spent a couple hours trading spit and red wine with Diane and Arbus, two fifteen-year-old kids from Alabama who ran away to the city for reasons of forbidden love (cousins) and hit the skids pretty fast. When we realized that Arbus was trying to sell us a fast fifteen minutes with his girl Diane, we gave them a joint and ten bucks and got the hell out of there.

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