Close the gate come inside make yourself comfortable. Historic DC neighborhood. The Rock and Roll Hotel upcoming events posted online. Keith magazine pic on the wall. Cool. Older lighter skinned black heavier muscular proprietor.

 The look of Rock and Roll Hotel when I'd look at the upcoming events. To think of my house like a hotel I owned. Now having my back porch with privacy. The backstage vibe.

The feel of transiency and traffick the people going on about the nights and days. The rooftop with the 2010s party. The charisma of the owner I saw before older muscular black guy. And all the personalities of the staff there.

To think of my housing being cool and fun. When I'd close the gate and go up the stairs of my old cape cod in NOVA. The bit of trivia like how it was a funeral parlor. Being able to walk around the H Street neighborhood.

So mindmapping back then. Seeing a good Elvis Presley detail with booze and nights and rock and roll. Fantasizing back then about the city the women the adventure the movies the dreams the creativity. To live the lifestyle of a poet artist with different formatting.



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