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It is sweeter to wander with the wretched and outcasts than to sit crowned with roses at the banquets of the rich
Elisee Reclus
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Silence or The Sound of Chewing
Still eating my own fingers. It's deep winter. It's cold. Nothing to say. If you want my crisps posting then you'll have to ask for it.
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