november fourth , two thousand one |
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afraid about the effects of an upcoming war ? distraught about living in a large megalopolis and being the potential target of
some well read extremist that is handy with a test tube ?
ya , we all are . my personal apologies . it's tough to get out and paint right now . i have no words of condolences anymore . i'm all talked out . nothin to write except the things i don't want read . props : alaaco , evaco , jerry , jason , tfk and the mishaco supporters whom i have callously neglected to list here . if you write me i can only promise you a reply . |
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