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As an orphan one learns to be self-sufficient and one learns the tricks of the trades which go with that. One becomes a freelance. (…) I propose a conspiracy of orphans. We exchange winks. We reject hierarchies. All hierarchies. We take the shit of the world for granted and we exchange stories about how we nevertheless get by. We are […]
Tintas, pintores, artistas, telas. Há um cromo repetido, com tonalidades diferentes, mas o Vincent merece.
I blame Tom for fingers that want to dance along the skin for the fire emerging from sailing within.
And a little bit of Fed3.