The fresh machine grinds cotton-coated hearts, free to use, free to abuse, mechanical, user-friendly, unsentimental. Same colour, same effect, more benefit. The real art brings out the real heart. Hi tiger, bye tiger.
Saturday, April 22, 2006
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