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Come to the edge, he said. They said: We are afraid. Come to the edge, he said. They came. He pushed them and they flew. Guillaume Apollinaire
I am in here.
Come to the edge, he said. They said: We are afraid. Come to the edge, he said. They came. He pushed them and they flew. Guillaume Apollinaire
Some painters transform the sun into a yellow spot; others transform a yellow spot into the sun. Pablo Picasso
One feels an odd nostalgia at the sight of all these dead Symbols of Cuteness.
It’s days like today that make me realize even more how much I’ll miss the summer. It’s warm, in the 60’s, and the clouds have gone away for now. James is roasting the day’s coffee beans, and the occasional ventings from the roaster keep the coffee-house well-scented. Folk music is on the stereo, and the … Continue reading cats and shoes