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—vintage


Now there grows among all the rooms, replacing the night’s old smoke, alcohol and sweat, the fragile, musaceous odor of Breakfast: flowery, permeating, surprising, more than the color of winter sunlight, taking over not so much through any brute pungency or volume as by the high intricacy to the weaving of its molecules, sharing the conjuror’s secret by which—though it is not often Death is told so clearly to fuck off—the living genetic chains prove even labyrinthine enough to preserve some human face down ten or twenty generations . . . so the same assertion-through-structure allows this war morning’s banana fragrance to meander, repossess, prevail. Is there any reason not to open every window, and let the kind scent blanket all Chelsea? As a spell, against falling objects. . . .

—펭귄


이것만 봐도 알겠지만 마침표 구분이 없음


이게 문장을 늘리는 건지(. . .), 마침표인지(. . . .) 모름. 죄다 (. . .) 이렇게 써서 ㅅㅂ


책 하나 더 사야 앎


눈물을 삼키고 킨들 사야겠지..?