2006 was a year where everyone beat their heads into hard walls, breaking, resetting and rebreaking the cranium until it became thick and hard enough to hopefully be able to do some real work; withstand these icy winds of adult life!
2006 was a year when seeds sown previously actually sprouted into something; minds once fallow are home to vineyards and the occasional scream of "feed me seymour!". Both of which are pretty neutral things, really...
I don't think it was that bad either; don't let the prominence of "shitstorm" in the first sentence fool you.
Yours, [the name of the 'rococo zine', no spaces or punctuation]@gmail.com
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It wasn't so bad.
Xavier
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2006 was a year when seeds sown previously actually sprouted into something; minds once fallow are home to vineyards and the occasional scream of "feed me seymour!". Both of which are pretty neutral things, really...
I don't think it was that bad either; don't let the prominence of "shitstorm" in the first sentence fool you.
Yours,
[the name of the 'rococo zine', no spaces or punctuation]@gmail.com
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