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industrial

“I think this is beautiful, in an evil way.  Is that possible?” I asked Ming.  Yes, industrial, two billboards back to back. We were walking around this gas station, on a road trip.  It was hot, but my legs were telling me I sat too long in the car; I needed to move about. The… Read More »

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Dangerous Compassions

the Disillusionment of Nine O’Clock

  I have these two orange sharpies–one is neon orange, and one is pumpkin orange, but their caps are almost the exact same color.  Wtf! I don’t like to be overly weird about spelling, word forms, or grammar, but it bothers me when people confuse breath and breathe. If my desk was a sculpture art… Read More »