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My life in art cuz' Europe always seemed so far... 60893 Curiosities served |
September 2005 Previous Month :: Next Month 01: The Genius of the Crowd 02: Poor Little Kids of the Generation of 2000 05: Frustrations of a Promiscuous Weekend 15: Poetry of a Lie 16: Life: as good as it gets 18: Fluoxetine 20: I Know It's Over... 25: ...but tomorrow is another day 28: An Irish Blessing to the World
"You look so young and you talk so old, lighten up babe, I might just take you home if you're lucky. You read some books and they broke your heart but you don't know one thing about life, your just a pretty-boy. And those bums on the corner will take your time, sell you their stories for a nickel and a dime. You could learn something." Mojave 3 - My life in art (Excuses for Travellers)
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