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salute salutamos ludo ludamos
hola sorry hola buen dia que fas aqui fas aqui
to work every day to work walked othello and to walk to work was othello's occupation and when othello had no walk even worse othello with no work, othello's occupation.
apples apples appless apples peaches peaches second day peaches old apples
precisely indubidably day broke across his head like the egg off a chicken when othello walked to work.
othello cleaned shoes for people in the station in that stationary way 'clean shoes clean shoes clean shoes' he barked like a dog. Can I what? Nothing. oh it was nothing except.... pretty feet, pretty chest, pretty back pretty bored.. come come hola
Apples and there are peaches old apples and no chickens No chickens saw othello that morning no chickens saw othello.
you understand you understand come on, come on in we've got peaches and, sorry, no chickens.
tomorrow i have abook tomorrow i will look at the book and ask othello all about being... should i choose blue of green should i choose blue or green? should i choose green or blue? should i choose to be a man or.... you understand the ease you understand the difficulty and that the permutations are not endless endless endless endless endless endless endless etc
i struck oil blacker that the boots that othello cleaned in the station after he had walked to work
and hen more and more and then more and more and more and then again more.
that's what I'd like. you're right you're absolutely right i said you're right i just took an early sleep why not take an early sleep before it is needed before getting over tired and then i thought this would be a good momentand then i thought now was a good moment and the now which was the now then is no longer being this thought the sleep is the only way to link between the then which was now and the now now.
but it is mine.
'I just adore biscuits'
I was at your place but i had no shoes for you to clean and you made my feet black i was soooo happy but i didn't show it like this i said 'thankyou' you remember the week later a week you remember a week later i had no trousers, my money was low and my heart (high) here i suppose, they say,
and i jump forward and i'm right in the middle of my heart right here and i jump back and i'm right in the middle of your heart and then you jump forwards and you're in the middle of my heart and then i turn around and you're behind me again and then you turn around and so - you painted my legs black and i was sooo happy but i didn't show it like this i just said 'fuck you! man what are you doing?"
and i said 'someday othello's going to be my man.'
I said it like a statement - I felt it like a prayer
I said it like a statement - I felt it like a prayer
I said it like a statement - I felt it like a prayer you get the picture you get the picture you get the other picture you get all of the pictures and as you get the pictures the pictures change and with the changes you get another picture
more heart there romance there the river with its heart dappertutto which means ......... here.
someday they'll take the glass out of the window out of the buildiing that they take away someday they'll take... no they won't take the light that comes through the glass in the window in the building which they will take away, no that they will not take that away;
not comfortable but comforted and so i walk in the light through the window in the building which they have not yet taken away I'll be ready when it goes sad for the loss of building sad for the loss of window.
I'm no going yet.
if fact my money wasn't even running the next week (i have to do a week again)..thats two weeks there's one for later.
and othello said 'hi hypocrite'
no shoes no socks and even more unusual for this city at this time, this epoch no underwear i said 'othello' - you'llbemymanbemymanmyman othello could you-" and he said 'yes' and he did..right to here, as black as night and i said that's not black enough and he said 'close your eyes sweatheart.'
and i showed it with my hand, face,.. he said 'hi bye bye bye bye '(melody)
i could live in this week for a month i could invite all my friends in this week there would be room enough to play cards and get poor again to win enough money to buy my clothes back room enough in this week to drink, to dress and to eat the most succulent and to walk up to othello in the way that othello would never walk while walking to work.
things got worse in spite of dancing every night in spite of a myriad of fortunes and unfortunes found at the end of one's fingertip; and the next week i arrived with no shirt no necklace, no earrings give them to me i said and soon i was black all over except under the eyelids so i refused to close my eyes from that day until now, night and day day and night,
and rubber goat and a tragedy voila a day a day i missed.
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