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LA | NY A Special Edition of The East Village
THE CONDITIONS For a feeling that all my days compete the satisfied wetness of expansion holds wetness whole not just the way one might as well. There is no divine chamber I cannot escape. This is my trick. Me too finally from this place and others. The hills and valleys of a face or foreign landscape and the curves, stimulating. Slight coercion of less edge and more inside that nervous center would change the conditions. Oh it's me alright sitting by the window with my hors d'oeuvres and ball and chain.