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my camera is my rifle. i call it susie. i fondle it. some day, i will shoot myself with it like the fat guy from cubrics's film, and die. in one of my fantasies i lie in her bed in the morning and somehow it's the first time that i'm in her room (and where was i at night?), and we lie flat on our backs and move our eyes across and along the ceiling, this way and that. and i say: now that it happened, i'm so ovewhelmed, i don't even have an erection! and i turn to the window, because she has a window by her bed, and you can see the street from it, and i see the street. there are low houses across the street, and the street is grey. but she touches my shoulder exactly as they do in those sick movies when someone doesn't have an erection, or is fat, or gay, or has aids, in a soothing manner, and i turn back to her, look at her face and say: to tell you the truth i have always wanted to [censored]. and her body is as limp and warm as only bodies in the morning are. and it's a morning. and then i pull away the blanket and [censored]. and when you meet someone do you fall for their bodies too? and did i plan anything, and what do i know about anything, and what's my fault? and could i help it, if she's a girl, with tits and a star between her legs, and i want to lick that 'star'?

picture stolen from supergroove
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walking around local villlages - i take long 3 or 4 hours walks every day - i noticed that most 'fierce dogs' ("злые собаки") get quite chummy if you approach the fence, lean over and look inside


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nyusha scared this babooshka - she didn't dare to leave her fence until i took the dogs away. i said 'they are good, they never bite'. and she answered 'how can you rely on them?' (разве на них можно надеяться?)


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sweet-talking to this dog helped


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these crows live by the fox mountain. it's a 'fox' mountain because there's a 'fur farm' at the foot of it. and the crows live off the bodies of the little furry animals that are thrown away (ok, they are no longer furry by then)

look inside. it's funny

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