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- Drive, Mr. Murdon!
- www.caron.org
- No no, The Guy in the Middle
- Some Kind of Monster
- Subculicious
- No title
- Sniffed Little Modems
- I Refuse I
- In retropsect
- proboscis
- This Organ’s for Grinding
- Mastodon (Lifesblood)- We Built This Come Death
- Stringent Harpoon
- Chief Brody
- Subcutaneous Lethargy
- We are the rough wasted, occasionally colliding ag...
- Figure 13-Adrift
- Fig.12-The Mariana Trench
- Fig.11-He Hates These Cans
- MegaloCities
- No title
- Wire Gristle
- Figure 10-Embrace
- Bring Me the Head
- Loud and Evil
- One Metal, Too Metal
- Nuisance Farmer
- Figure 9-Consumation
- Fig.8-The Texture of Noise
- Fig. 7-Waste
- Figure 6-Release
- Figure 5-Flight
- Beam Scalloped
- Fig.4-Death From Above-1979
- Figure 3.-Leviathan
- Figure 2.-Mammut americanum (Mastodon)
- Clarified in Section 6
- Figure1.-The Black Rabbit Has An Owsla Too, You Know
- I'm Digging For Fire
- Teaching Henry The Meaning of HASTE
- More Fire For Burning People
- The Tester Abyss Looming To Port
- Overturned
- No title
- Conductive Salary
- No title
- Re-Buried
- Dread Preservative
- Pound's Cage
- Squeamish Proper
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