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I look around and observe the landscape. I let myself go because that's all I have left: to listen, to look, to sleep, perhaps to dream. The rattle of the bus moves me.
Forcefield of Love
maɬni—towards the ocean, towards the shore
Dysphonias
NO MORE THAN ANYONE ELSE
Pavements
spatiohumanism
A la porra
Blackstar: Autobiography of a Close Friend
Bitter Lake
Kuyashii Gonzo: Blood Visions and Chaos Magic
La nuit de tous les mots
Tale of Time
A Real Hero
i will grow old, and what will i remember?
Last Words
The Man Who Went Beyond Manga: Fujio Akatsuka
Strong-Thing
Losing Touch
