November 10, 2016

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I decided to go in Camelot East looking for a job today. Strangely, the dim room smelled not only of the impending, bustling almost-sex-for-hire near-redolence unique to just-opening titty bars, but also of rotten cotton candy and lemon bleach infused with Doritos or dirty feet, I couldn’t say which. As I performed my slow, sensuous

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Collect that blood in a cup, And pour it on the fallow ground of useless sorrow.   The way to redeem the horrid (And the heart) Is to find the blessing in the scourge.   The blessing in the scourge. Say it again.   The unredeemed blood of sorrow Disrespects the Trickster   By letting