triptych x 2
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retro grievances
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retro grievances
i might not have excelled at designing buildings, but i know i have a deft gift for
crafting narratives. it may be a dark art, a bleak house, something condemned as dangerous.
it remains squirrely.
^
flew into mccarran, a branding the mac donalds missed securing, although the fact that
it's named after an actual human being, and despite it being las vegas, the idea may seem
crass. very bi-polar.
^
awaiting a fraction of an elephantine answer, i remain on hold, listening to weird rap.
the one snippet i can place is kanye's 'gold digger,' which, strangly enough, triggers a
rumination on the standards and practices, regarding the word, and/or derivations of,
'retard.' a strange association