buy me a proper Serbian coffee dotcom with 'sprinkles' of real grit from the bottom of a well used stove pot, uncleaned between usages - i aint sipping any poncey lattes...
(which was actually when it started... before the unimaginative girls - all female, of the Marches campfires homeschooling their poor innocent children on them - only their fragile little worldview, which one more than any proved two decades on the reason why she needed to "lean in" to the broken mirror was to collect the sharpest pointy bits even if i beat her with just one REAL letter.... )
Even if i told The Icon a bit of the real story she alone knew we can never know, and anyway ... ahh mustnt forget the Neruda proof - he was wrong!!
It didn't need an "hour"
The wonderful thing about living in a cave by these Miss labelled Mon-strosities (n AN Other's photo - mine too much power to get to) is it.. "represented the lovely reality that NOTHING ever lasts forever ..."
Problem with this last 20ish year 'reality' is that nobody EVER actually pinpoints exactly what it has been...
It's as if they were all blind to the Flies
Buzzing around the Ladies who copied the Lords who started it all and clever them inhabit a parallel dimension, that in fact is the dominant one, certainly in respect of "community capital" ....
Which as sure as ferrits are, is going to end up with someone on the BBQ... most of them you would think already theyve had their fingers burned, the wan looks all around..
And the fatal 1005 DEATHRATE pandemic of 'healing' all abouts....
Except for her in her hotpants.
Why!?
