The clock on the wall of the Kraken was now stopped at a book window 6.Dalla knurled hours were all the same.
had taken up residence in a basement in piu'sordida outskirts of Gissing.
We brought in all the fucking Casamatta. She had a stove that had left his grandmother Krakovia before his death, the bed of his uncle Osvaldo lifeguard in Rimini for generations and the Mac that had taken place since his last dismissal of the liquidation. XL'allaccio light if the Dj Fat was seen as his past as a porter at Enel Casalanguida.
was afternoon, judging by the noise of machinery and the bustle of people walking over our turtles, we ate peppered mussels cooked with the strumpet Perpetua now adopted daughter in his continuous wandering.
When the tedium and the abandonment of our shapeless masses were palpable now decided to turn the evil and see what MAC said the ether ....
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I leave you to imagine the history of bygone days of the Kraken, filthy pig fetish sblusati behinds. Between a watch and another asked if I could check email and maybe take a ride on Messenger, the scan of r the kraken turned pale and I vomited on him all the mussels, of course, only the shells, and then to breathe as if it were not happened.
I left thinking that it was scratch from the event was a coincidence.
Under a new Eno email inviting me to Berlin for a conference of ambient music. I would gladly at that company "Non-musician" by 4 money but do not digest it just that pastume sounds so antiseptic and devoid of nerve.
Cestinai the mail and moved on MSN.
Kraken perched on the back of my recliner while a handful of flies circle played on vomiting. He looked like a child who has to ask something to the mother but can not find the courage, because if ashamed. In general there were Krakenb and LadyStardust;
I turned and saw a second Kraken cream oozing plasma and amphetamines, dilated pupils and breathe azzerato.Vagheggiava memories of nautilus, Indian Ocean and childhood. At that moment I passed before my eyes all the episodes of ERK, a shell of the mussel will have severed the jugular Kraken, I suggested Dott.Doug the encephalon.
contacted krakenb I wanted him on the invitation of Eno. Glissai explaining the seriousness of the facts.
He said that he would arrive a little later, he was engaged to select the music for the modern interpretation of "The 400 Blows. He advised me to prepare the syringe of adrenaline and check from time to time the state of decomposition, maybe try to slip it under cold water and moisten the head with ice.
screen screensaver Harry Smith, from the window of an entire speech to the gynecologist appointment of two frigid old man, and not even the shadow krakenb.
-I believe in a better day ... ..
-il phone.
Krakenb was, stuck in traffic Montesilvano.
took courage, I slipped the needle, I broke the vial cap, pulled in serum and breath, and I pointed against that fucking bulldog ... ....
I woke nel'ospedale Gissi, next to the bed I had a 'nurse-vaiassa, and krakenb kraken, that deep into his horny beak wrapped in soft layers of Molasses gelatinous I whispered in his ear:
"Please leave us here
Close Our Eyes to the octopus ride! "
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