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on writing chapter five
8.13.2009
The irony propels itself.
Because the murderer fears the sting of the knife
the thief knows who lurks on the fire escape
and the cheater sees what's up the actor's sleeve:
That's why he won't sleep tonight.
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Mild spoonerisms in this desert rain love.
fare
Why you're better off not procreating.
Un Padre renuente y la Enfermera obstinada.
Yardbirds
In other news, I'm selling my guitars...
Bronchitis, otra vez.
Buster
Something borrowed, something blue, something old,...
A shitty short story that got me through a hell of...
Southpaw love in the Big Apple.
The irony propels itself.
Lease, with option to buy:
You can choose your friends, too.
Cosmoline
Sham-wowed.
Unfahrenheit
Sonny vs. Mario vs. MV
Eating the windfall apples again.
Sin mi voz.
The first thing I did after reloading the shotgun.
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