Cream Gene was a persona I made up while getting off work one morning waiting for the train at 530am and the same dusty drunk crazy b** was out there as always, along with a few other fellas who didnt make it to the shelter/halfway house that’s around the corner, and other biz guys waiting in their cars for the train. My nasty imagination created him, much like I created the notion that there were nightly breeding parties at my job.
– CORVALLUS
