two wee lads grew up in the same village--- with their houses only a short distance away they became close friends at an early age playing the same sports, both learning how to
dracula (the real deal): you know he’s been rollin’ in his coffin since ejacula came & took over the whole vampire scene--- as if it wasn’t hard enough to try and live off the blood of
the pouring of compliments as transparent as cellophane stacking upon the shoulders & the attempt to get inside by this perpetrator seems relentless. reminiscent of others
in Florence, Italy, the Museo Galileo houses the middle finger of Galileo Galilei--- enclosed in a glass case & sticking upright at the sky, it not-so-subtly signifies
at arm’s length the damaged will keep you--- having been round the bush having seen a good portion of the world’s ability to destroy, terrorize & horrify,