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two thirty in the am. a quiet friday night in has turned to carnage. fun, bottles and glow sticks left in the wreckage of the lounge. so it goes. a deep fog over the city, lights shrouded beautifully. a calm and pleasant damp in the air.

the gods of the internet and international post conspired to deliver a book today, beauteous thing.

here is a quote from the random page turned to at a prior moment

“Well, what is writing about?” And William says “Well maybe I didn’t have my answer then, but I’ve thought about it a lot since and I think that writing is about making it happen.” [...] – the fact is that what does one do then? “What does one make happen?” becomes the next question.

from Here To Go – interviews with Brion Gysin.

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