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60: the wrong damn girl in the wrong damn room
the seventh bullet's for me
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+ #3 Carole Brémaud
+ #4 Caroline Alkire
+ #5 David M. Bowers
+ #18 Jérémie Boudin
+ #34 woodcum
+ #35 Ruben S.
+ #41 - 50 Alison Scarpulla
+ #52 Marcel Lisboa
+ #55 Dísin
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The darkness crumbles away. It is the same old druid Time as ever. Only a live thing leaps my hand, a queer sardonic rat, as I pull the parapet's poppy to stick behind my ear. Droll rat, they would shoot you if they knew your cosmopolitan sympathies. Now you have touched this English hand. You will do the same to a German soon, no doubt, if it be your pleasure to cross the sleeping green between. It seems you inwardly grin as you pass strong eyes, fine limbs, haughty athletes, less chanced than you for life, bonds to the whims of murder, sprawled in the bowels of the earth, the torn fields of France. What do you see in our eyes at the shrieking iron and flame hurled through still heavens? What quaver — what heart aghast? Poppies whose roots are in men's veins drop, and are ever dropping; but mine in my ear is safe, just a little white with the dust. )

60: the world has moved on.
not that easy
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+ #21 Petrina Hicks
+ #29 Jacopo Maino
+ #39 Arunas Rutkus
+ #44 Jenn Violetta
+ #49 mingao
+ #60 emre e
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As for the end of the universe... I say let it come as it will, in ice, fire, or darkness. What did the universe ever do for me that I should mind its welfare? )

60: it seems I was born for this
not that easy
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+ #51 - 53 Scott Hazard
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There should be a hell for my anger, a hell for my pride — and a hell for every caress: a satanic symphony. )

30: space is strange doctor I've got no patience
the seventh bullet's for me
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+ #12 Andrew Holder
+ #15 Brian Danaher
+ #16 Mark Weaver
+ #18 Mirko Borsche
+ #26 Yuta Onoda
+ #28 Shelley Kommers
+ #30 James Boswell
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Masha, listen to me. Cosmetics are an extension of the will. Why do you think all men paint themselves when they go to fight? When I paint my eyes to match my soup, it is not because I have nothing better to do than worry over trifles. It says, ''I belong here, and you will not deny me.'' When I streak my lips red as foxgloves, I say, ''Come here, male. I am your mate, and you will not deny me.'' When I pinch my cheeks and dust them with mother-of-pearl, I say, ''Death, keep off, I am your enemy, and you will not deny me.'' I say these things, and the world listens, Masha. Because my magic is as strong as an arm. I am never denied. )

30: "my first girlfriend turned into the moon." - "that's rough, buddy."
a pillpoppin jukebox is all that you are
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+ #6 - 7 David Gothard
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These poems, these poems, these poems, she said, are poems with no love in them. These are the poems of a man who would leave his wife and child because they made noise in his study. These are the poems of a man who would murder his mother to claim the inheritance. These are the poems of a man like Plato, she said, meaning something I did not comprehend but which nevertheless offended me. These are the poems of a man who would rather sleep with himself than with women, she said. These are the poems of a man with eyes like a drawknife, with hands like a pickpocket’s hands, woven of water and logic and hunger, with no strand of love in them. These poems are as heartless as birdsong, as unmeant as elm leaves, which if they love love only the wide blue sky and the air and the idea of elm leaves. Self-love is an ending, she said, and not a beginning. Love means love of the thing sung, not of the song or the singing. These poems, she said... You are, he said, beautiful. That is not love, she said rightly. )

40: there is more than one of everything
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+ #23 Jon Contino
+ #26 - 29 Feaverish Photography
+ #30 Andrew Smith
+ #33 - 35 Agata Kawa
+ #40 Guy Batey
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The music business is a cruel and shallow money trench, a long plastic hallway where thieves and pimps run free, and good men die like dogs. There’s also a negative side. )

30: what it is and where it stops nobody knows
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That’s how you get deathless, volchitsa. Walk the same tale over and over, until you wear a groove in the world, until even if you vanished, the tale would keep turning, keep playing, like a phonograph, and you’d have to get up again, even with a bullet through your eye, to play your part and say your lines. )

30: it was a time when only the dead smiled, happy in their peace.
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In the fourth year of the war, Hermes showed up. He was not much to look at. His mailman's coat was in tatters; mice ran in and out of its pockets. The broad-brimmed hat he was wearing had bullet holes. He still carried the famous stick that closes the eyes of the dying, but it looked gnawed. Did he let the dying bite on it? Whatever the case, he had no letters for us. ''God of thieves!'' we shouted behind his back when he could no longer hear us. )

30: the lebanon won't speak my name
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+ #1 - 3 Marina Núñez
+ #4 Drew Falchetta
+ #8 Victor Catillo
+ #9 Kaitlyn Beckett
+ #20 Jeremy Hush
+ #26 Certain Trumpets
+ #27 - 28 Pavel Ripley
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In Greek, ''nostalgia'' literally means ''the pain from an old wound.'' It's a twinge in your heart, far more powerful than memory alone. This device isn’t a spaceship, it's a time machine. It goes backwards and forwards, it takes us to a place where we ache to go again. )

30: non omnis moriar
I lolled, <3
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The devil follows me day and night, because he is afraid to be alone. )