Dane Law gets me chopping. It’s like a Crayloa box set being used at maximum capacity. Or watching a video of you looking at yourself in the recording lens, only being rewound, slowly. Trying to piece your thoughts at that moment completely in reverse, knowing most of what you thought of at that moment, only more like a sleuth. Like, “Answering in a form of a question?” Minimalism at its most grandeur. My Heart Will Go On And On is recanting the smell of whatever casino housed Celine Dion during her residency; there was a story in Las Vegas for an amount of time that housed a 12-inch diamond encrusted unicorn upon entry to the Celine Dion store, containing everything with Celine Dion’s name etched, printed, pressed, sewn, etc. upon it.
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