I once started outto walk around the worldbut ended up in Brooklyn,that Bridge was too much for me. — Lawrence Ferlinghetti, A Coney Island of the Mind
I once started outto walk around the worldbut ended up in Brooklyn,that Bridge was too much for me. — Lawrence Ferlinghetti, A Coney Island of the Mind
I once started outto walk around the worldbut ended up in Brooklyn,that Bridge was too much for me. — Lawrence Ferlinghetti, A Coney Island of the Mind
I once started outto walk around the worldbut ended up in Brooklyn,that Bridge was too much for me. — Lawrence Ferlinghetti, A Coney Island of the Mind
I once started outto walk around the worldbut ended up in Brooklyn,that Bridge was too much for me. — Lawrence Ferlinghetti, A Coney Island of the Mind
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I once started outto walk around the worldbut ended up in Brooklyn,that Bridge was too much for me.

— Lawrence Ferlinghetti, A Coney Island of the Mind
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