NEED HELP

I'm searching for a portal, somewhere within the five boroughs, that I can climb into and climb out of in the parking lot of the Atlanta Motel. If you hear of anything or if (even better) you see any strange link sausages lying on the ground (Jimmy Dean, etc), please contact me, as this is a sure-tell sign that a portal to the city of Atlanta is nearby, perhaps even by just a few feet. I'm looking for this just today. And probably tomorrow, too. I'm always looking for doorways to special places where parts of my heart are scattered.

Have you ever had a red-headed fairy? The kind that arrives in an air conditioned carriage with a watermelon and a mixtape chock full of Kate Bush and Ethiopian soul jams? The kind that kidnaps you from your world and takes you to another one, one where they answer the phones "Knock Knock", and they let you sing Queen songs even if no one's listening. She'll never tell your grandmother that you're listening to rock 'n roll. My fairy keeps all secrets inside four walls and even make those walls look like the ones from when you were a teenager. She knows you don't need arms to play a game of darts. She'll always has an extra quarter, even in the future when extra quarters are rare, and she'll give it to you when you think it's only one credit but it's actually two. You probably don't know what I'm talking about, but if you do -- and I hope you do -- you know that those special kinds are rare. When you catch them, you keep them close and let them sleep near your head, not in a coffee can with holes poked in the top.

She's in Atlanta, and I'm here. And I miss her. She knows that this is the best we can do, and she'll never judge me by that.