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Friday, June 25, 2010

insupportable ephemera

Upholstery porn.  Wingtiped motorcars and backed chairs.  Hot wave: hair, emotion both.

Innuendos accepted by e-mail.  Fur tippets however, last practically forever, especially when Hollanderized.

The taste of frisson. Licking at a smear of strawberry, only to find it blood.

Defeat.

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