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Wednesday, 21 March 2007
Catch of the Day by Gary Beck
He died in disunity crying, we shall never wake again and never look upon regiments of lustful eyes casting like fishermen, urgent to take you home and cook you for their mothers
This is subtly disturbing I think. I want to know more about what's going on....
ReplyDeleteMy thought here, is a meat market. Of the human kind, like a bar or a club.
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