Tuesday, September 8, 2009
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I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn looking for an angry fix, angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night, Ginsberg - Howl
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private paradises are often the best paradises. piks look good!
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