Saturday, February 27, 2010

streets of gold

Because, well simply it is what I do, or tend to: it's that, and this, but it's pretty much it. Doesn't anyone believe me? I've got to explain it. The only way I can is through an essay, via story. The formula works, if you can justify it daily, constant excuses. So many signatures. Only they don't have a legal system in prose, no one's accountable--cannot this be seen?

Cannot this...did he say, be seen?

yes, he believes he's on a stage. let him or nothing will get done.

an executor!

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