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small hole

Posted on 2010/07/08 by Robert M Palmer

There is a small hole in the wall that keeps the air from escaping from the outside to the place within I like it here Quiet and still damp and warm dark and comfortable If not for the air that … Continue reading →

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i made some perforations in a piece of paper

Posted on 2010/06/07 by Robert M Palmer

It may seem invariably strange to most of the inner sex group but upon receiving word about some very stagnant melancholies i made some perforation in a piece of paper; and much to my delight they materialized. It was a … Continue reading →

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