There was tea and theology and Steve Buscemi. Urinals, tapioca, cows! There was granola with yogurt and dealers in the park. There was the monk, the gold, the cuddling, Italiano! The foulness, the "I just lost the thought," and silence, indecision (the hole), calls from G!, name that tune, Barrel Arches, "I remember again!" Little green women
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