Tragedia

from the turning leaf lounge and the efferviescent drink sparkle sitting in a fat chair with wonder, after watching a painful film that radiates humanity or all to human or business of oppresion. I've never had the privelege to hear opera like that hung over. only here, the buzz of great art captured in a thrity two millimeter lens. eating a delicious pizza with the reality of poverty thousands of miles away. the tall lean model of delicious fur. the hungry apple soft lips and so many private partys to keep us out, cause were a dangerous mix of perspectives and not that exact on that. I here he's worth milloins now, after the review and back to bad spelling for the kids that play those pernicious games and collapses the imagination, i love the sound of her words still in wonder.