after the town of Greenwich, Connecticut.s welcome wagon was set on fire by the Comanche, the staff at olive branch was all that was left...

 off at Greenwich for the first time ever in my life,  because I had bought a wrong ticket for travel in the area, and the next train being more than 1/2 an  hour away, I thought I.d  go into the deli and within the space of a minute, some male states i.m -amiga de maria-to the cashier, who then thought it opportune to call out -bye resina-to me, as, while leaving  after having recognized them as a combo of perry and jones and  japanese english crown colonialists in burma and offending them,  a blocking  encroacher of bowery boy bread found it cant to chase me out of the lugar @10.30am.