Washing overworked hands free of raven black feathers. Drowning sunken costs in a pond behind a willow tree. Somehow, the laughter of children is simultaneously the best thing, and the worst. Decisions and the mediums as the message. Words without logos are just abstractions propped with up post hoc bones and pathos skin. It's easy to dress your eyes in whole cloth indignation. No one changes an ongoing reel when the film is speaking just the right language.
11:59 a.m. - 2018-05-07
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