December 2010
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"i'm so art right now," spoke Palabrica...
Thus Spoke Palabrica
It’s not you, it’s me.
MONDAY, NOVEMBER 29, 2010
if i make one long slit across my throat i will likely end up a corpse.
if i make multiple small slits along my throat while laying face down on a canvas i can likely sell it for a good bit of money, which i will then use to buy a government regulated soybean farm somewhere deep in indiana. there i will give...
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Pitchfork Reviews Reviews: fuck tha world →
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on valentine’s day, me and my ex-girlfriend emily went to dinner at this restaurant in williamsburg and then after dinner we took a cab home and as we’re going over the williamsburg bridge in the cab, she says she feels something and reaches into the crevice in between the back of the seat and…
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From "Token Resistance" - John Ashbery
As one turns to one in a dream
smiling like a bell that has just
stopped tolling, holds out a book,
and speaks: “All the vulgarity
of time, from the stone age
to our present, with it’s noodle parlors and token resistance, is as a life
to the life that is given you. Wear it,”
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