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b coz.

ENTER ←.

this is a book whose pages take a look at those curiosities that arise - sometimes.

nothing to do with teleseismic travel time anomalies.

they clean the leather couches to keep a dirty secret: our hatred of cows!

from the salty stern swung Ursula: spliced rope bikini strung tight between Creosote the Great and True North. sail on...

wood smoke. morning. cold outside. sun. brown boots. old. Good Friday. what? dog yelps. chained. pull a weed. done. finally done..

it never made sense: the padlock hanging like a lazy after thought on the broken latch at the entrance of a mansion of chalk dust and p..

sharad floats warm colours on glinting changes hollow cheekbones - cushion blush: winter snow to glut the womb. in time, sacr..