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)

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

coffee and cigarettes



5 comments:

Demetris said...

Mine, ladies and gents. All mine.

prawnkraka said...

Where is the location of that table?

morfeas9

Demetris said...

It ain't a table. It's a bench.

From the new Rezzo Piano, veer S-SW, pass the Best-Sex-Shop-Ever and stop two vitrines down.

Clue: It is not in South London.

[Alexandra do not help him!]

prawnkraka said...

I would n't know anything bout south london, would I now?

morfeas9

alexandra said...

ennen tis new division tounto mpagkaki re?

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