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[indigo_savages]

Brief artsy-shartsy post that nods to my shriveled attempts at: learning how to use paints with naked persons. Before I forget.

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[anonymous]

"Ch-ch-ch-changes"- sang Murderface once to the Gramps Guitars, and he ment it. Life swings by. All be going.

Speaking of cig dreams, I myself was puffing on a stick covered in bird siliva in the sketchy heart of Russia, untill my neighboor offered me a basket full.

Shmiss you.

Thumz upz for the music choice.
The Russian.