Just off a main thoroughfare in Brooklyn full of nail shops, trendy bars, and mattress stores, I found a little p-patch garden with a sign saying that if the gate is open then it’s open to the public. I’m sitting in some lush green shade beneath a willow tree watching some guys on a ladder trim a grape arbor. On one side of me is a homeless(?) woman who had fallen asleep with her upper body weight supported on her cane. Her hat has fallen off into the bark mulch and willow leaves on the ground. Even in her sleep, she keeps her hand on her bag on the ground in front of her chair. On the other side of me are two women harmonizing on traditional country songs, one of them playing fiddle and the other on banjo. In between songs, they are having an ongoing discussion about body consciousness and sensory experience.
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