Poetry and Photos
October 4th 2006 Fur Elise.
My veins are still tingling from
the excitement, from the
enchantment of mingling with such
culture. Like an estranged vulture it
descended upon us, spawning into
a jaw-popping, eye-dropping night
of something too scerene to be called art,
to extreme to be called culture. Like
a dream we floated through the
evening's mind, filling in as spectators
for unco
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