bardic grimoary & notions
Cover up.
yearning that there should again be the silhouettes burned into brick walls
& slow dying for millions after the first, vaporized...
"The island was the physical node, but the network itself was the point. It ramified and in so doing connected everything."
I'm not a critic, i'm a sad epicure.
Robert Crumb, 1985.
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