Emanating
Steam and brass were not invented in Portland.
Old Walt Curtis vs. Young Gerald Burns and who wins?
I’ve been saving Jennifer Robin’s game books – the thing is, there’s
a Curtis connection there, too.
I don’t care.
You should. The Curtis gang are going to get their
dicks caught in their zip.
Who was he when he wasn’t being a symbol?
Animated chiefly by a desire to forget, at least temporarily,
the things he can do or be personally.
Thus, initially, we assumed that the character
speaking in the first person had no relation to us.
We were in the company of a great many people,
outwardly, at least, but we found the passage so onerous
that our sighs could hardly relieve the anguish we felt in our hearts
on drawing farther and farther away from our source of happiness.
A few days after the death of Burns, an event occurred
that distributed praise and blame to their appropriate recipients.
But are our virtues literary or real?
