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Better one handful with tranquility than two handfuls with toil and chasing after the wind.
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Friday, June 15, 2007
The ears are feeding on The Cinematic Orchestra - Into You
Look up!
Luscious brushstrokes, smudges of blues and strong salmon tones,
Breath held,
Take a seat.
Sitting.
Next -
A large woman takes her place at your side,
Swaddled in lemon and gold cloth,
Armed with copper bangles,
Four gleaming rings on
Five stubby fingers.
She heaves her generous chest,
And launches into tirades of injustice at the shops.
Curses of misrepresentations of the term "sale".
Her granddaughter Sarika is much cuter than yours.
Why does that young punk sitting across look like a young punk?
Oh, this generation!
Smile, smile!
Smile!
Nod.
Smile back.
21:08
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