Every Girl I Took On My Arms, In Hamburg

Every girl I took on my arms actually moved me closer to a wheel-chair. Taking weights caused my back the harm neither me nor they were aware of. There’s the only thing that I have proving the times I used to hold girls on my shoulders: a rare piece of self photograph with a girl I’m twelve years older. Pants on me, she’s wearing a cowboy hat; both laughing with her riding me while I was looking for my camera across the flat - Happy times I forced, and, thus, ruined.