Leaving the club:

“How are you today, sir?”

I’m alive, how are you?

“I could be better.”

I wish I had change, sorry.

 

Leaving the club again:

“How are you today, sir?”

Still no change. How are you?

“I could be better.”

We could all be better.

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AuthorRutger Rosenborg

No more strange than an affluent gated community in Orange County. The latter may, in fact, be stranger – or, perhaps, just more sincere.

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AuthorRutger Rosenborg

“I was so bummed last night. It was just she and I on the beach watching fireworks and talking. Everybody left except us. I thought I was going to have to hook up with her.”

- Philosophy student on free will

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AuthorRutger Rosenborg

This dulling of the senses makes every attempt at reconciliation with art overwhelming.

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AuthorRutger Rosenborg

Camouflage again becomes a way to blend in.

(Chloe likes the chicken I give her.)

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AuthorRutger Rosenborg