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Thursday, February 11, 2010

"Don't mention it."

Posted by aporia at 6:53 PM

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aporiaFebruary 11, 2010 at 6:58 PM
My lips are sealed.
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HarlequinFebruary 12, 2010 at 9:49 PM
my lips are blue
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aporiaFebruary 14, 2010 at 12:26 PM
Think nothing of it.
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aporia: I am a fellow traveler along the expressive road of reading, w/riting, and rhythmic tics with a wry bred sensibility and quirky sense of humor. I have been known to wander in the soup kitchen of the unconscious with a sling bag filled with life maps old and new, lights with grids and zooms still untested, image-shaping tools, an eye for composition and critical, candid, self-reflective expression, and a go-bo or two.
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