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"you dont know where you are" and thats what the pint took up until her fill smashed it always takes you first nice shot "fucking hell was her damn fault wasted nights wasted days" bar accomodated high ceilings walls covered in posters SOMETHING NEW passed for pasted hello my name is now words are naysay streets turn back and more swingers hit themselves down low dont ya know cranky and back again i know somewhere we could go somewhere you dont know hello the room rushed in and all he could see shades of scarlet blank tapestries of mummified masons...surgeons in head to toe white gowns, bloodstained, heavily armed with a huge variety of sharp instruments, bone saws, each of them wearing an armory (fathers , lock up your daughters with scaples, knives, axes & syringes...the whole atmosphere smelled of shit and death. he searched frantically for another exit with no place else to go. one of the surgeons proffered a servered head, ears and nose intact, and then pulled up his gown and waved his mind cloud input cattle prod "VIVA!" AA 2009

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