A self-satirical train wreck that you can witness word by word...
And for those who doubt my son Armand Bovoso, indeed he is part Black. I'm Black and Italian. Armand is Black, italian, and Ukranian Jewish. Send me an email if you can't accept this.
And for those who doubt my son Armand Bovoso, indeed he is part Black. I'm Black and Italian. Armand is Black, italian, and Ukranian Jewish. Send me an email if you can't accept this.
A blog from the fog. (Well, actually it's a clear night.)
Published Thursday, March 10, 2005 by Alessandro Ashanti | E-mail this post
I'm standing on the streets of San Francisco on the eve of the day of my birth. 36 years ago my mother was in labor with me right across town at UCSF. I was born here. Native son. My soul has a connection to the Bay Area as does it to NYC an LA. Such an interesting trinity, don't you think? Such a melancholic night for me. Wonder what that is all about.
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