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Wallpaper
His bones were slick; he couldn't keep meat on them.
"Do you think this is a pattern?" asked Will.
Inside the subway car, around the ads and benches on the wall, were dots of mostly blues and some purples and a few other unnoticeable colors printed in some seemingly digital (but ( Read more... ) -
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Meditations at the Nearby Burgertown
There's a hoard bottlenecking at the porn hole. A male urban youth, one of my own, spotted at the scene, destroying everything. The internet addicts attacking like dragons the flies swatted by salted hands onto anything, it all. Make music-1, 2, 3, the happiest me, humbly studying story structure and whatever ( Read more... ) -
Story
Damien, at the outset, knew of one thing.
Travel. He had been committing the act since 1978, when he was 19. First Panama, then Sweden, then Uganda. He never seemed to stop.
Happening one day, overnight almost, he became a foreign correspondent for the NY Times. He'd chime in on art activity of the southern sphere. Who was what, doing who. They all ( Read more... ) -
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"Notable Movies from 2013"
Her
Gravity
Philomena
Captain Phillips
Saving Mr Banks
August: Osage County
Blue is the Warmest Color
The Wolf of Wall Street
Dallas Buyers Club
12 Years a Slave
Blue Jasmine
Nebraska
Omar
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Meditations at the Other Burgertown
kid at a grindcore show in small town & old friend who has 13-month-old in arms catches up & back at his house they eat vegan food, she has kids, three, same dad, he lives in washington & he asks to try her breast milk, definitely, she says & he sucks straight from the nipple & she says, I thought you were vegan ( Read more... ) -
Addressed to GF
I saw this apartment yesterday, had drinks with the roommate, Nick, who was a really nice guy and a designer/film producer. The place is really beautiful, and he said it's mine if I want it. He liked me a lot. We talked about a bunch of crazy shit at his house until like 11pm after grabbing dinner at a BBQ joint nearby.
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Dream Journal
Hello, you. This is going to be a dream update, to, in a sense, confront and extinguish this built up anxiety I must be having. The dream is as follows:
Dragon from never-ending story is in a room across a road or courtyard making faces at me. He's in a building with really high ceilings, but it also seems to be an arcade with ski-ball that ( Read more... )