Thursday, November 15, 2007

fine fair

ok for folding fauna faun as classcal boogie woogie. it kept beating the ring. ok . ok. he said her dad died of aids, and her mumma boinked her in the butt! when she was but a bumbumper herself! imagine just sucha night.
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if the font dont work. hmm. we are tired of selfexpression. some how one night at vincennes prof. deleuze said this astounding thing juste avant le fin de le nuits
les gens s'exprime trop
on a besoins des espace de silence

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she lean her mouth
right over his ya-know-what?
well she was two heads to his one
a double backedbisexual loveaffair
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ind yourself [the concept of self at best is a dubious one]
lovers wear many bodies hat and [ one senses a dedunceday in
parole]

you [must] [really? says who?]
wear many mask [to] find yourself [the concept of self at best is a dubious one]
lovers wear m

any bodies hat and [ one senses a dedunceday in
parole]
alors
allez chez
go to fictions
rainbow as S is curve to its intelling kanight


janicht tonight and night its benighted purse as
canter to a feeding horse so wented lovers paint
caterwauling their true complaint ~ it was here their herring-bone plague
topped its hour most silk clinging to
the roofed body as they came the


roof of her cleave came to his clocking arms







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comment: tentative



for any textual compo...

if variants of the text are forms of
production
when does seduction
commence start, stop?
re[a]el life apparently does go on

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for any textual compo...

if variants of the text are forms of
production
when does seduction

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