July 6, 2009, he comes to New York. Great minds are like finding gold in your backyard(nearly impossible to find). So when a man write masterpieces such as s/he(she is the square root of him), the seventh octaves, said the shotgun to the head and the emcee scrolls; it's definitely an event that needs to be attended. One man said, "sitting in a Brooklyn cafe listening to Saul Williams, it felt like a meteor fell from the sky." For me, I gravitate to his every word like the breath that sustains me.
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