Long Story; Short Pier.

God, hes left as on aur oun.

Twa conversations.

Momus talks with the pink paper; Hope Larson talks with her house.

  1. Kevin Moore    Aug 5, 03:01 am    #

    Oh, that’s right. I was supposed to murder you today. Oh well. Give Dylan my apologies.

    Smooches.


  2. Kip Manley    Aug 9, 01:34 pm    #

    We’re back and I’m puzzled. Anybody catch the context that fell out of this one?


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Harkonnen armor.

Ithell Colquhoun.

PDX trunk.

Jimi Hendrix.

Apocalypse.

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