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Apr 04, 2008 21:31

I spent all day with the celebrated Mr. Hobbes, a most perceptive fellow. As I supped stale rechauffé and from my windowed perch observed humanity, I dismissed their predictable movements, efforts, and appetites. I mistrusted the fellow who passed me the salt at lunch. By late afternoon I felt nothing but contempt. So I put him down and diverted to ( Read more... )

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story of the eye dustedoldman April 5 2008, 03:37:26 UTC
What Bataille?

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