Zombini. Next time interpretation crawls into the foreground shoot it in the head so it can’t keep trying to get you. Chorus of interpretation, likewise frontal specialties. I inebriate. The callous indiscriminate. The daisies in the window. The shop window.
This is good enough reason to carry a screwdriver with you in your front pocket for the rest of your life.
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
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