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more honourable are the men who end the lineage or their families, like me and my uncle on the grand-grand-maternal side of the family, than those who wish to cherish origins of their “aristocracy” of aiding society with a washing machine... or musicological braille; we who took to the aztec breath, bow with humbling operatics while the others continue to squabble. i call this the shark’s fin drinking session, i too wish i was the czech apache fanatical living it out for a few weeks in the year to don the feathers in some remote place, but i have whiskey to mind and when i lift the shark fin shaped glass i do the jaws’ soundtrack violin itches with the words: to ra, to ra, to ra, tora tora tora, tora tora tora! then i hear of pearl harbour’s tattooing of soldiers with hot hot metal.
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Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 10:06 PM UTC
shark's fin glass
more honourable are the men who end the lineage or their families, like me and my uncle on the grand-grand-maternal side of the family, than those who wish to cherish origins of their “aristocracy” of aiding society with a washing machine... or musicological braille; we who took to the aztec breath, bow with humbling operatics while the others continue to squabble. i call this the shark’s fin drinking session, i too wish i was the czech apache fanatical living it out for a few weeks in the year to don the feathers in some remote place, but i have whiskey to mind and when i lift the shark fin shaped glass i do the jaws’ soundtrack violin itches with the words: to ra, to ra, to ra, tora tora tora, tora tora tora! then i hear of pearl harbour’s tattooing of soldiers with hot hot metal.
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Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 10:06 PM UTC
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