Long Story; Short Pier.

God, hes left as on aur oun.

Pygmalion.

Tron.

Wasteland.

—How the frat boys laughed! Almost every week they got to see something like that. It was a charmed life.

“We used to play a lot of chess together in Washington Square Park with all the homeless men. But then Yoko Ono got me into Go, a Japanese chess game that’s more sophisticated.” [via]

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Butthole.

The Miccosukee Nation.

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