My time as a cannibal.
Friday, 10 June 2011
A Pillow Made of Photographs
Dreaming in the riot bar.
"Kate, we've known each other for a while now...could you tell me?...Am I sweating an unsightly amount?
"Well, I, um, you do look like you're quite hot"
"Oh Kate, I wasn't fishing for compliments"
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