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- Subway Conversations #13
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SUBWAY CONVERSATIONS #13
(CONVERSATIONS HEARD
ON NEW YORK SUBWAYS)
Caroline O’Connor died last week
Oh my God, what from?.
She was only 34.
Too young.
You got that right.
She was such a looker back then.
Yeah, she worked the cash register at the market next to me
I used to go to sleep crotch wet from jerking off
dream’in of her.
Wa’d she die from?
I don’t know for sure.
She’d said she was diabetic.
She was in a wheel chair with an oxy tank
last time I saw her.
Oh yeah, she’d gotten so fat,
musta’ been 450 pound
I don’t know how
they fit her in a casket.
Well it was down at Clancy-McDonald’s Mortuary.
I guess they super sized it?
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