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...the martyr¿‘So many things begin and perhaps end as a game’ JulioCortázar, GraffitiAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA...It’s strange to know a terrorist, their cliche searches forbomb making, and then their forays into a rather ardent likingfor Emma Stone seem too close to home, in a sense,absurd...though he we are, I thought, as I walked about theliving room thinking of what to say...oh the Jews, or those peskySeculars, those swine...instead I pieced together a few sentencesthat perhaps came across as trivial...something to do with theman from Chile...Arda soon walked in and starts berating thegovernment and its insistent need to cower to what she strangelyreferred to as the teat of existence...and then the gun then seemsto just go off, leaving blood seeping onto the floor over a fewmagazines with Emma Stone on the Cover and a book calledWays to Kill...Arda a few days later reconciled this death with amartyred monologue of continuing the legacy...what legacy, Ithought, as the wind crept between us...I enjoy things that gowithout saying, so I felt put out by Arda, and relieved to leavethe conversation without any commitments, though I was closeto suggesting meeting up later in the week, I became distractedby a lady mimicking playing a piano walking through the street......it was only a week or so later that Arda reappeared atmy door asking to borrow some money, and suggesting ratherblatantly that she would struggle to pay the money back...so Iacted like I had thought hard about this, hand on head, and saidthat I had no money because I had spent the preceding weekpainting a series of canvas I would exhibit in the coming month,adding that oil paint was more expensive than acrylics and that itwas important that I did this...Arda called the situationridiculous before making elusive comments about death, firesand then the man from Chile...we had both been rather10
obsessed with this man, to the point that we accepted, stood inmy doorway, that the Labyrinthine nature of his disappearancewas particularly seductive...I think Arda had started to touchher breasts unbeknown to her as her eyes were concentratingon a woman walking past...I then spent two or three days in theflat, just painting, sleeping and eating, before Arda arrivedagain talking about a German man and something to do withsome stolen sausages...I felt obligated to only partially listen as Iwas mostly thinking about Max Ernst, though I was remindedabout our recent death only when she mentioned that she hadsold all the DVD’s with Emma Stone...11
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Page 10 and 11: the care home at Doncaster (part on
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Page 56 and 57: ...Congo Nights...‘Oily remnants
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...the Rent Boy..."Well," I said, t
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Crap... newspapers, books, old clot
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words echoing. anti poet. anti poet
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Rimbaudian affair with strange exot
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...betrayal...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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...That Night - 1974...It seemed st
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mentioning something his Grandma to
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...fabric a la morte...Flaying arms
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greeted and she looked healthy, I a
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home, she received a letter from th
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...the value of bodies...We promise
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...austere beauty......Kingsley sat
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MR. FANTASTIC (first published in O
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I carried on walking past the Cinem
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4. Candle Lit SunWhen I arrived bac
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7. The Splendour of Night Terror—
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had been a point of objection that
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and I always wondered what these th
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discussions of visiting Roches Noir
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that was in the middle of being mov
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ending reoccurrence of existence ca
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manufactures an antsy feeling aroun
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strangely they’re original photog
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curries and garlic naan breads. Was
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more than spirit and flesh.I then t
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parents. The guy had an accent that
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The news came that morning, as if s
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tied up in her words. I then asked
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of an object, awaiting guidance fro
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gathering. There, she is asked what
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case that she decided to take speci
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room was filled with so much helium
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categorised, she mused.But the hear
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2.In a way it was cowardly to stop
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...inspector Ulises...It had been 7
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...Morelli...The unfortunate aspect
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...untitled (black man)...“The wo
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Fatima kissed her teeth—she didn
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the world when in reality the world
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...the fidelities...“The first th
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those around her she instinctively
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higher next time. Mrs Arden looked
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egg around, perhaps in a pocket or
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stole it from be after me? I asked
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seemed elongated, wondrous even whi
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...a side order...The Poet read and
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at x who is sat.)T: Why's the T.V o
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but all we got…x: You didn't alwa
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H: Come on paps we're a family…T:
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Q: No Audit.H: I haven't a clue abo
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T: Strange? Wot you mean? You been
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T: Try and get in bleedin' mess, no
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P: (Gives x the baby.)x: (Tries to
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[Sound emanating from TV David Lync
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reminded V of a few different thing
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what it was she had decided to do,
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hallway and Science classes, she re
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such occasions.Looking into her bag
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however. Watching this occur throug
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some forceful thrusting would provi
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laughed before V asked his name. Ke
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They walked back to the hotel mostl
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lips at end. The indignation had gr
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brow to the point that she manufact
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grasp, clutch, anchor.Part 4.0 - Hi
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mechanisms as freedom of expression
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awakening, moving―realises a fasc
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Part 7.0. -Entry 4, March 11, 2010
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Elfriede JelinekEmasculation govern
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Part 9.0 - Things I had to do from
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...the poet...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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...an unovely novel...“Everything
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come across as warm and completely
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nor there. Let me just get off my h
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Keith was knowledgeable of this fro
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account that week — They had suff
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No, the buck stopped at Pork howeve
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existential crisis away from an aby
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This morning, just as it is tonight
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shuffled about, Priest Julio came i
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coupled with the introduction of Yu
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momentarily. I could barely functio
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life that things started to align w
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total of secularism versus spiritua
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which these entities were dealt wit
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it’s true I’d like to see you t
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...the joyous experience...All soun
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hotel.At the hotel, he gathers hims
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...a synthesis operandi...1.Coarse
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Kiev to Berlin was quite pressing o
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...the window girl...AAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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...Perelli's note...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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...priest at psychiatric ward...The
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Dalston and tried on a long mack ja
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Requiem pour un twisteur or Villa V
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By now he was rather drunk—or at
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forgiveness. He had to oblige didn
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According to the man, society was v
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around the Kingsland Road, Shoredit
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limelight of Author, Auteur or Crea
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As I did this I took a blow to the
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masquerading as intellectuals.Jano
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good tacos, chips and deceit, I tho
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...cop killer...It was a moan you c
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and a few dustheads were with us do
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I hope you never get pussy! shouts
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...haemorrhoid licking...The realit
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the collar’s tip. His face was yo
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...fragments...I don’t remember m
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...Rella...AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
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momentarily: mentioning that his fa
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mind, and before long he had thrown
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...yellow, Laura...Yellow was his c
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rather, in contrast, it was Songo
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and a slim silhouette.His wife, Bel
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man, a broken window with barbed wi
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long been known, throughout the Lon
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twenty centimeter window that conta
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awoke after the guard, Malia Samage
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...burgundy......as if allegories w
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completely different perspective: t
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walked to the exit next to her. The
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dark alley in Mexico City, where ca
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had been in the day he stole from t
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slept he went to look for Farrah. H
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a few years before, Yulia. A Russia
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him disappointing her as it mostly
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...xxx...“The Queen is Dead”—
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her ways as if Anaïs Nin’s words
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now soothes however: bones, calcium
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it’s Fat Tony or those dudes we s
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and abetting in small movements fix
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Dimitri wrote one novelistic manusc
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