And the house near the park became a house under ash, so they escaped in backpacks, on bicycles to darkrooms But the loft of Wooster Street was built for an artist, not a family of pigeons, and walls that do not reach the ceiling do not hold in the yelling and the man with basketball hands put his weapons out to rest.
A dům poblíž parku se stal domem  pod popelem, tak utekli s batohy na kolech do temných komor. Ale byt na Wooster Street  byl postaven pro umělce, ne pro rodinu holubů, a stěny, které nesahají ke stropu, neudrží křik a muž s basketbalovýma rukama  odložil své zbraně k odpočinku.