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Daily Archives: February 18th, 2004

Siddhartha I am not

I had the most disturbing dream in the world yesterday morning. It involved New Orleans, the corpse of Lou Costello and ear candles. And somehow it all made sense. Except that Lou Costello didn’t die in New Orleans. Even so, I totally felt like I was in some fucked up episode of Six Feet Under, […]

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