Petit félin | daria_mikhalevich
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I felt and I was a book with clear lines of sensitive and sharp words,
nobody knew how to see their fragility, they stung and went away.
I have always been and I have always felt like an open book,
surrounded by illiterates. ___Sylvia Plath
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Steeve Iuncker “Cannes” 1999
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Ueno underpass night, Tokyo
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I drink for a shitless death
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