A Slice Of Flesh
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Truthfully, I’m mad at you. You don’t really know me, partly because I don’t want you to know me. You think you can out gift me? You can’t out-gift a Latvian. You think you can out ask me? You can’t. I know you better than yourself before we even dare spark up shoddy small talk.…
About the peach can
This is a selection of writings, art, and music from a variety of people, but put together by a wafaring stranger, who wrestles with reality, deciding where to place their feet next.
Lessons are learned, tuition is paid, and taxes are taken. With no sure idea of what to do, we dig deep and spill ourselves onto this page. Take and eat, and feel free to share. Life is easier with company.