The greatest explosion with no guilt, just pure pleasure. Dust flakes from newly washed clothes against the sun during a late afternoon. The agonizing feeling when your stomach takes the shape and properties of a tennis ball. Waiting.
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- I have moved to monsoux.com THIS NO JOKE! (update your links, RSS and the like)
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