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the artists walk, in large part, unseen, when they’re not crawling along the pavement, which crests and falls with the laughter of so many tectonic plates, so many eviction notices ignored painters, the lot of them, but they will never tell you so they’ve far too much doubt, too much fear of death, and far too little time to seize the laughter—so contagious to the crows and their ****** spree for shiny things of little, less consequence.
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Jul 10, 2025
Jul 10, 2025 at 6:21 PM UTC
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the artists walk, in large part, unseen, when they’re not crawling along the pavement, which crests and falls with the laughter of so many tectonic plates, so many eviction notices ignored painters, the lot of them, but they will never tell you so they’ve far too much doubt, too much fear of death, and far too little time to seize the laughter—so contagious to the crows and their ****** spree for shiny things of little, less consequence.
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Jul 10, 2025
Jul 10, 2025 at 6:21 PM UTC
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