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| after all this time, i’ve forgotten how to draw flowers, i only draw the petals, falling as tears . i would like to draw the weeping flowers : a simple, cunning, courageous type, this jack . ‘if i were told that i must hang today, i would say, “all right, i’ve seen the show. and fuck you jack!” ’ . ‘it’s the kaliuga, buddy, the iron age, anyone without an ulcer is a goddamn spy.’ : in terms of the ‘three beasts’ from the selva oscura, two of them are cats, are they not? |
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