Tuesday 4 August 2009 photo 10/104
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Tuesday 4 August 2009 photo 10/104
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He rolls around rocks with his foot, then finds the best one and fits it in place. You don't need a permit to paint a picture, he says. You don't need to file a plan to write a book. There're books that do more damage than he ever could. You don't need your poem inspected. There's such a thingas freedom of expression.
Denny says, "You don't need a permit to have a baby. So why do you need to buy permission to build a house?"
And I say, "But what if you build a dangerous, ugly house?"
And Denny says, "What if you raise a dangerous assholey kid?"
And I hold my fist up between us and say, "You better not mean me, dude"
på tåget hem fick jag äntligen lite tid att fortsätta med boken som legat och väntat ett tag nu.