let security and stability not be the root of your evil. not even your own flesh and blood. for to break into the homes of others as your bread and butter is not only maniacal but also guarantees your throne in your version of paradise.
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last night i dreamt of SAA and the late uncle M. of new garb, new shoes and new shelter.
dreams can be uplifting.
listened to le tigre and kate nash.
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