AFTER LUNCH
Memory, like misery,
is negotiable only
up to a point. The
point of no return.
Turn left when the
road does if you're
really intent on arriving.
Gathering intelligence
in a land populated
by imbeciles can be
difficult. Don't
try it unless you
have gloves that won't
fit you after lunch.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
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