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I was talking about time. It's so hard for me to believe in it. Some things go. Pass on. Some things just stay. I used to think it was my rememory. You know. Some things you forget. Other things you never do. But it's not. Places, places are still there. If a house burns down, it's gone, but the place—the picture of it—stays, and not just in my rememory, but out there, in the world. What I remember is a picture floating around out there outside my head. I mean, even if I don't think it, even if I die, the picture of what I did, or knew, or saw is still out there. Right in the place where it happened

ALEX SMITH
NEGATIVE INFINITY
WILL
LOW MOAN HOVER ( EX BY V)
DIANNE (TROPHY WIFE)
DOG DAYS
ST. SKRIBBLY LACROIX
FLESH PRINCE
SHERMAN
TREE NAMED TURTLE
JUDAH THE OX
K.I.N
OHM
LIVING
MMGZ
WHAT NERVE