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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle: You deserve a break today
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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle. A memoir of ordinary joys. Saturday, August 23, 2008. You deserve a break today. This tony location caters to an entirely different demographic and the evidence is everywhere. The lovely post and beam construction is more reminiscent of Disneyland California Adventure than the usual utilitarian box crouching at every other intersection. If you are seeking a cosier dining experience, playful neon signs direct you upstairs to enjoy the heated exterior patio or...
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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle: Long time, no post
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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle. A memoir of ordinary joys. Monday, July 25, 2011. Long time, no post. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). In this world where much is sad and wrong and unkind I seek to explore the daily allowance of delight that life affords me and thus increase the sum total of human happiness by precisely one degree. Long time, no post. View my complete profile. Http:/ scatterdad.blogspot.com/. Http:/ kevinhubbard.wordpress.com/. Http:/ juliepowell.blogspot.com/.
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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle: March 14, 2010
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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle. A memoir of ordinary joys. Wednesday, March 17, 2010. My translation of a Russian poem. A tickling of lips and the cool nip of teeth. Fire wanders in the shadows of our bodies,. Sweat between breasts…and this is love? And this is what you so wanted? Passion such that my eyes darken! But night passes light as a bird…. And I thought that love was a wine. On which I could be forever drunk. Dmitry Kedrin - translated by me. How do you spend your Wednesday nights?
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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle: My translation of a Russian poem
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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle. A memoir of ordinary joys. Wednesday, March 17, 2010. My translation of a Russian poem. A tickling of lips and the cool nip of teeth. Fire wanders in the shadows of our bodies,. Sweat between breasts…and this is love? And this is what you so wanted? Passion such that my eyes darken! But night passes light as a bird…. And I thought that love was a wine. On which I could be forever drunk. Dmitry Kedrin - translated by me. How do you spend your Wednesday nights?
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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle: Poetry, oh sweet
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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle. A memoir of ordinary joys. Wednesday, September 23, 2009. Poetry, oh sweet. Ample make this bed. Make this bed with awe;. In it wait till judgment break. Be its mattress straight,. Be its pillow round;. Let no sunrise' yellow noise. Love and sex and death? I thought it was about housekeeping. October 19, 2009 at 12:15 PM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Poetry, oh sweet. View my complete profile. Http:/ scatterdad.blogspot.com/.
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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle: The beauty of the banal
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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle. A memoir of ordinary joys. Thursday, September 4, 2008. The beauty of the banal. This picture makes me very happy. The colours and Jodi's facial expression and the crappiness of the goods. A small moment in time taken seriously and photographed to look important. I love the amount of negative space in the forefront of the composition which offers a great view of weedy, yellowing grass. Even Jodi doesn't want to keep Dogopoly, and if she doesn't, who would?
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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle: New shoes
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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle. A memoir of ordinary joys. Monday, December 21, 2009. My feet are freaking out. They are warm. They have enough room. I bought real shoes today. I am not sure if I have ever had real shoes before but oh my god - trust the Germans, by way of Italy. My ankles are currently smug. Why do we bother with all of this shit.I ask you? Your blog keeps getting better and better! January 6, 2010 at 2:42 AM. January 8, 2010 at 10:35 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle: somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle. A memoir of ordinary joys. Monday, October 12, 2009. Somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond. Somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond. Any experience,your eyes have their silence:. In your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,. Or which i cannot touch because they are too near. Your slightest look easily will unclose me. Though i have closed myself as fingers,. You open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens. I think of this poe...
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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle: Poets will kill us with perfection - we should just give up now.
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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle. A memoir of ordinary joys. Wednesday, April 7, 2010. Poets will kill us with perfection - we should just give up now. There we were in the vaulted tunnel running,. You in your going-away coat speeding ahead. And me, me then like a fleet god gaining. Upon you before you turned to a reed. Or some new white flower japped with crimson. As the coat flapped wild and button after button. Sprang off and fell in a trail. Between the Underground and the Albert Hall.
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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle: April 4, 2010
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Gazelle smoking a cigarette wearing a monocle. A memoir of ordinary joys. Wednesday, April 7, 2010. Poets will kill us with perfection - we should just give up now. There we were in the vaulted tunnel running,. You in your going-away coat speeding ahead. And me, me then like a fleet god gaining. Upon you before you turned to a reed. Or some new white flower japped with crimson. As the coat flapped wild and button after button. Sprang off and fell in a trail. Between the Underground and the Albert Hall.
