Sunday, 30 August 2009
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He smiled, eyes sliding out of focus. "I was dreaming…" "Dreaming what?" "I don't remember… we were singing. In the rain…
“Bobby, do you know what a metaphor is?”
“A component, like a capacitor?”
this reminds me of dorothy parker's inversion of matters to do with horse, drinking and water: 'you can bring a whore to culture but you can't make her think'
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