getting lost in Paris
Happens to many. They stumble into a Leftbank bistro, run into a small group of intense, coffee-drinking, chain-smoking bohemians and are never heard from again except for a few indescribable paintings and indecipherable essays found in an unheated attic years later.
posted on 09/26/2003 3:54:03 PM PDT
(Repeal the Law of the Excluded Middle)
Now that sounds cool. You do know I am an artist, don't you?
posted on 09/26/2003 4:05:50 PM PDT
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