I told her that desire was boring capital and she took it as a challenge and everything i think of is work and
labor is no good. Her father worked in a factory in 80s germany and during a strike, they became creative,
a mean production, and i am rethinking leisure. Maybe we just want to lay inside her, sunlight afternoon, in
our woods, where she runs. Eyes and ears like a cat. I think im married.
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