Wednesday, September 27, 2006

STOIC CHEESE.

Rivets in my spine. A long metallic grin.

This Tavener fellow and his Protecting Veil. I don't hear holy, I hear hole in the ground.

But their connection: woolly. Expound. Argufy. Give examples.
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