Bona fide Bogart

"Here's looking at you, kid." Suave and debonaire. Smudge on my coffeecup erasable to the human thumb. Archaelogist of my psychological entrails. Tinkerer of trades. Grammar police. It's yucca. Coming to terms with a handshake.
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It's said, "Yucka." Like that. I'm in New York! My cell phone get's like...no signal here. So I haven't been able to call you. I like the poem. Call.
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