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Le Poème Insulte:
Connard, quand je serai un fantôme
Je viendrai te planter un bouquet d’orties dans le cul
Connard va.
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Bookshop Selexyz Dominicanen converted from an old Dominican church in Maastricht,Netherlands. Designed by Merkz+Girod Architects.
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I’m happiest when most away
I can bear my soul from its home of clay
On a windy night when the moon is bright
And the eye can wander thru worlds of light -
When I am not and none beside -
Nor earth nor sea nor cloudless sky -
But only spirit wandering wide
Through infinite immensity.
As to the nature of Selden’s growing kindness, Gerty no more have dared to define it than she would have tried to learn a butterfly’s colours by knocking the dust from its wings.To seize on the wonder would be to brush off its bloom, and perhaps see it fade and stiffen in her hand: better the sense of beauty palpitating out of reach, while she held her breath and watched where it would alight.
Antony and the Johnsons - “Epilepsy Is Dancing” (Official Video) (by SecretlyJag)
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