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 | And we left to return to the party. Nora's party. Nora was relieved to see me. Everyone thought I was mad to go, to leave. Perhaps so. then we smoked cigars in celebration, back then when it not quite fashion. Days later, I woke dizzily in my room, sunlit, messy. I stepped across the floor. I heard a crack beneath. I thought, oh no, what have i broke? i had so many nice things, slowly, i looked. it was the bone of the anaconda, snapped in two, beneath my foot. I picked it up and felt relieved, somewhat. then slightly guilty. he had it ten years. oh well, i had it none. from : [annmarie@untergrund.org] | |
