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doe eyed, limp little trout. you have a light, no... The lens narrows the frames perception while it lengthens it's depth of field. It's just like a squeezed cat or another squeezed cat in a box. It’s a long empty glass that you've left to be filled Frida; burdened as you are with such simple and unwieldy harlequin lines. It's a band of ringlets tethered in smoke and the two really wet bottles that you've dreamed about for all of the week. Oh the tides of maybe, the run of your constant heels reminding me again and again. I've had this in mind before.

This paper cover of a novel is provided to help contextualize the humanity of this thing that matters so much to each of us... respectively... 1. Orchid (intro) 2. Bellona 3. Lanya 4. Denny 5. Scorpions 6. Kid 7. Orchid (outro) Dick Richards can be found here, http://www.archive.org/details/sine005

Let's be ever full with often and so much and so's, Make us Lord Plumbing and make us whole, Make us absent to make us Brooklyner or absenter of even more, Make us warm in our winter's doubt, per nod, Make us blind in the Eyes of Spektakulet Undunst, below these simple rational dim pieces of shit...  Stanley’s a caveman of rigid thought. His shoes are tight and his brown shirt rides over the hairy ball that’s his belly. Stanley is stern. The son of Monstre; he has fixations that Monstre should also be himself. Stanley can’t help this faith or the properties of such actions where the outcome of measuring such things will begat the old, the neutral or profoundly girl.  But then Stanley’s found performing social science research on a sandwich from his pocket and he's sent straight to Afterfollow and then down to Glory Hollow. All he can say is, “it's been something like the economics of this for awhile.” At Glory Hollow, Pree thinks of him as fish-like or hammer du...

Mine is thy name penciled in skirt same as Nathan... only fly fly flying along simple or heavy all of it will not break, not to see you drift away apart again