Thursday, April 30, 2009

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Aparté


Record No. 1

[Without developing unduly]

Extract words:

"Would I be wiser, I'd be more mad if I tasted the forbidden fruit? ... charged by the weight of remorse I can not cross this corridor alone must take a hand, follow someone as we follow his path ... one by one, pluck pages of the book which predicted my shipwreck
...
short, I contend that it speaks of virginity, but she had more than 20 years, we are led to believe that this is another deflowering. Note
End of page: Replace "wiser" to "dirtiest"?
In addition to the passage as it had with silicone could have been re-joins the tiles of the bathroom ...

[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[ "Happiness ..... it is grief that sits. So .. do not wake him. " Leo Ferré. Musical interlude ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]

On Saint-Eustache, door a beard.

That's all for today. Who to believe?
Certainly not me because I'm dead.

"Do not ask for advice as we do not offer: you may hear of your spelling errors as you have done your depths resound. Few readers know about a common text to help to improve it. Professional players are often on tracks that allow them to speak at fixed times. Those who will not love your texts, most of the time, how or why they share the pleasure of your writing. It is true in all professions: comments are most useful to manufacturers of coffee grinders exchanged between users in the kitchen, and rarely to the factory or office to study ... "

Jean Guenot

Hand Gesture Pointer And Ring And Pinky

Love On the Beat

No relation, unfortunately, a "forgotten" song.
For you Buzy !

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April 21, 21:30 Nawashibari, silence

"Our mission on earth is to transform the world into a huge BORDEL." (Pierre Molinier)

But no! No! Silent guitar ... it scratches the armholes, it makes you rise in pressure.

Your devoted son.


The blade is never ready as there we see the muddy bank spread. I
m'étreins ... lying to gray, a gray to shoot all the pastels in the world. I
m'éteins then revives the candle, the crescent moon.

The idea of heroism, in Eden paraplegic.

She arched, the small snake on his shoulder. He moves, shakes. I see him move. Désyntaxé.
I gathered links that separate us.
interview, written test. Written, you, kill, ballet boots, monkeys, six, five songs. Category

read, brick, redness.

I arrive. My shoes hobbling. Her dress charcoal. She, I raise, I abuzz. Perpetuity
movement of her breasts while moving, Connects the path of his thumb to my index.
in his mouth. Gross method, six thousand.

Black is back. Turtle me. Everything. I want. I ... eh? Inspector.

QED, heart bandaged, she obeys the telegram.
Max reboot. S'autant looks. And his laugh painful, as strands of pearls. Message.

Oh yes! No yes!

to envy, the bruising, red border. Displacement exceeded. Overshoot.
Gate B. Cinema-man, woman fractal Venice under the ice.
Muleta. Legerdemain. Panting in penance effluvia.
Cash-cash. Beats. Measure. Session sculpture. Déscrupule in foil.

Skylight, break your imposture. When we

fermentons fixity and our eyes fall out.
they move like animals spit in eternity.