For some reason, the purple knickers (which I wrote about last month and the other day) are now wedged in the side of a garage door.
Word-whore. I write 'em. I talk 'em. Information, politics, media, and the cybers. I drink. I use bad words. All publication is a political act. All communication is propaganda. All art is pornography. All business is personal. All hail Eris! Vive les poissons rouges sauvages!
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