I got up this morning at not quite stupid o'clock—maybe o'clock that should have known better—because I am spending the remainder of today in New York City with
rushthatspeaks and
derspatchel in order to see a film with fruit hats, and then the remainder of the week in New York City with
derspatchel in order to see other things. Right now I'm on a train. It has wireless internet, because so does everything these days, but I don't expect to be terribly communicative for the immediate future. I'm sort of going to be in the past anyway.
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- 1: My dream house is a negative space of rock
- 2: No, I'll build a cute flower border
- 3: Your spirit watched me up the stairs
- 4: If you don't want the death of the party after I'm gone, sing one for me
- 5: Life, a series of memorials and signals
- 6: Once you've gone, remains the question, baby
- 7: Does everybody know he's a ghost?
- 8: Broken like the earth or a name for a first love or a lesson in shame
- 9: I want to show you all the versions of myself
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