Leftover rain slinking down the potholes of a repressed subconscious, inhale this city as a new book this morning. A wind-washed fiction, every square inch of concrete a spot on the page. You start to appreciate modern art, strange colours, stubborn lines and stubborn scars from something poetic. That's a start, you think, and your shoes fit perfectly this time.
Exactly when you must stop thinking.Lesson number 9 in
How to Keep Your Marbles and More.
Full Title:What one must read when one wants to write How to Sell Your Book.
Alternate title:WHAT ONE MUST NOT READ IS one's day.
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I'M TALKING TOO MUCH AND ABOUT TOO MANY THINGS I THINK ITS JUST ABOUT TOO MUCH YEAH.
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Ahem.
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