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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)

Monday, April 23, 2007

That's What Lance's Breath Smells Of

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1 comment:

Valentinos Kontoyiannis said...

"Although my ideas are in the earliest stages of development, they are, in my mind, worth investigating."

I can't stop laughing! She's either a comic genius with a keen sense of parody or a completely retarded bitch!

23 April, 2007 14:24

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