It is what it is
Musings & misreadings in third world suburbia
Sunday, September 16, 2012
because there is so little of it in the world--or at least, so little of it that I used to see;
though other people would rather you were unkind, think this is the price of art, or excellence.
Say what you will. I reject the proposition that this is an end-sum game.
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where i don't want to go
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