a project of skill-less and dead-author labor turned dead-text turned dead-reader, love
affair with space, some cloud to influx information without regard for human eyes. &poetry
Friday, March 23, 2018
will be thirty minutes late, will look good on fake
some crux of the story
has to do with the alignment of friend's
stars and how off they insist on label to brand
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