Saturday, September 25, 2010
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An entire week spent smoking exquisite blunts flavored Flavor was sort of like living in a delicate plastic, a brain floating above a court, a string of childhood foyers watched over by wiry, well-financed chandeliers fond of each other's light, something later to be compared to as submarine, purposefully done, and long, long gone.
Friday, September 24, 2010
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