Talent Show, Replacements

Sometime s I feel like an idiot at the Unurban but I want to do it because I’m afraid to do it and I don’t yet have the absolute courage. When I first got the guitar I said I had to go to the promenade to play. In Paris I stand on the pont des arts with jackson, it’s cold, really cold, probably November and the river has gone from green to gray. I play lloyd cole songs and jackson struts around in his zipped up fleece. They toss a few coins in my box. He wants a little metal car, and I tell him we’ll get one with the money but I know we won’t get enough. We use it to but hot chocolate.