January 2012
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Watchthis is why i love playing shows in squats.
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this isn't happiness.: F. Scott Fitzgerald’s... →
he is still the best:
Days of this February were white and magical, the nights were starry and crystalline. The town lay under a cold glory.
Dyed Siberian horse.
As thin as a repeated dream.
The sea was coming up in little intimidating rushes.
The island floated, a boat becalmed, upon the almost perceptible…
