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all your chinaware crashing to the
kitchen floor, your girl will enter
and you'll be standing, drunk,
in the center of it and she'll ask:
my god, what's the matter?
and you'll answer: I don't know,
I don't know...


[Charles Bukowski]













































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    We aren't going to argue about Murray again, are we? You know I've won that argument. Just look at Banjo!
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    I am going to write a poem titled voyeur now. That's such an interesting word. Almost like voyage. Okay, not really, but that's what it reminded me of.

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