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Troubadour Art

Solemn prayers for the passer by. They are stranded. Strange city of artlike embarrassing of lonely Troubadour. I loved the way of being with for the other. Self negotiated as the loner. Topsy turvy reckoning of withering away of sludgy democrats. City, the arty affair in-itself. The great phantasmagoria, the heterogeneity withers in non-notional. It … Read more