A kind of a "dangerous supplement", marked, scarred on a body, post-orgasmically, always, already in anticipation of (a) crisis OR for a desert avec 'agape'. Mindb(l)ogg(l)ing Noise. "Avalanche, would you share my last pursuit?" (Baudelaire)

Sunday, December 17, 2006

Remember what I wanted for Christmas?

Someone sent me an email about this

And I found this

And yesterday... I found this:

I went back to the shop today to buy it....

And I couldn't find the shop.

Don't these fucking Venetians know how to build cities?

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