Flickr Friday
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- Caroline Kurze
In the Sunday monotony, squats the city. Sweet-sour, undigested, chunks of anger slosh from somewhere and I have heard enough of your remaining silent, boldly I regurgitate myself into my paranoia: Woe does not crackle in plastic bags.
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