is this the end of my NY dream?

SHIT!
Do I look like a clown?
I think my boss thinks I am.

I just can't stop laughing about my situation.
NO MONEY. NO FOOD. JUST A FEW LAST CIGARETTES.

This is not a MONTY PYTHON'S MOVIE.

hhahahhhhaaahhhhhhaaaaahhhhhhhaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaa!!!!!!

Is this real?
Am I the crazy one?

I'm not tring to give up. I don't like to give up.
But maybe is this thing I use to call LIFE showing me the next door.



All is good...