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Sunday, September 26, 2004

Whoooooo Megrims

When I motor by in my Street Ship, you had better believe the ground shakes. Particular fads are getting me down: imprecise housekeeping, guitar music, torture. At times, a startling admixture of the three. In the 1980s, we had access to pastel electronics. Now everything is silver, unless it is black.


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