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Endurance On The Venice Beach


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He strummed tune after tune on the Venice beach boardwalk in Los Angeles.

His shabby attire belied the soulful melodies of his performance. He endured, plucking the strings, reaching the broken hearts with “Careless Whispers” and the confused minds with “Make me Pure.”

I saw a liplocked couple standing by a restroom, never wanting to unlock; and a marijuana addict who smoked another joint with teary eyes.

The performer was a homeless marijuana addict himself and he, after hours of non-stop plucking, hollered, “I haven’t eaten for days,” and went back to strumming.

 

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7 comments

  1. Ahh..Venice Beach. Say no more. Powerful and haunting this Mahesh, beautifully written.

  2. Not to have eaten for days! Endurance? Or Slavery? Or Torture? Or What?

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