Meet you at the 135th shop in row x
I awoke from deep dream in which the group was invited to visit a fan's home in the Ukraine.
On the way we passed many homes, houses with people sweeping out front ,
sitting on their steps , some looking pretty hardscrabble.
They sat us down in their home and fed us we talked as best we could in broken English
We were there ...
Looking over the Times online over coffee i find the article on the 'Tolchock' Market
in Ukraine's Odessa where mini shops operate out of metal shipping containers outside the reach of tax collectors in varying shades of brown, gray and black marketering.
Est. millions of dollars worth of stuff sold every day ...
The old lady pushes through the crowd calling
'water, juice, beer, watch your feet' ...