Thursday, July 03, 2008

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I devoted my life to art, so I said, "Hey, money, I don't think we can date any more." We aren't even friends. Sometimes money drives by my house late at night and screams and calls me a whore. Money calls and hangs up, but I can hear money crying and sobbing and trying to get out some words, stuck in money's throat.

Photo - N
Words - S

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