while one might be talking of wars; and huge catastrophes pending; and the pushing bluelines of social upheaval; or whatever you want, to the same journalism effect;
instead: this short post made me g’damn sad; and i remembered walking Lupa, not even five years old and destroyed by distemper, to the vet; the ugly feeling of dispossession in not being able to bury her properly because of possible health hazards, incinerator mafia; the buried vial, the signed papers;
the outward shoggoth munching spiral afterwards, still spinning as of today;
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This entry was posted by Paolo Ippoliti on Monday, February 19th, 2007, at 11:53 am, and was filed in Hold That Thought.
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