Spent the morning in a self-indulgent meandering through old internethaunts, artists' portfolioshalf-remembered, finding curiousdeadends after some rabbit-hole detours, compiling imagery to get minced up and respun into something of my own devising
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"So, this Shepherd University that you went to. Is that near Shepherdstown, WV?"
". . . Yes." Near, which here means "spliced onto the town like a mutant amoeba engaged in a symbiotic art/alcohol relationship with its host
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