I visualize him being abandoned in a smoky downtown Wilmington pool hall, slumped over in a dark corner booth, somewhere between sleep, stupor, and imminent death.
I visualize him being abandoned in a smoky downtown Wilmington pool hall, slumped over in a dark corner booth, somewhere between sleep, stupor, and imminent death.
Prankster teenagers putting various hats on him, sunglasses, and drawing obscene permanent marker graffiti on his face before taking lude selfies with the old bird in compromising poses.
I visualize him being abandoned in a smoky downtown Wilmington pool hall, slumped over in a dark corner booth, somewhere between sleep, stupor, and imminent death.
Prankster teenagers putting various hats on him, sunglasses, and drawing obscene permanent marker graffiti on his face before taking lude selfies with the old bird in compromising poses.