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LA | NY A Special Edition of The East Village
City of Nets 1 1. Viable is the lining of the ocean close to the mouth of the river & livid the turtle sacs green opaque in dark triangles to the waver and jelly-like eddy. If ever I should float away, and stand there squeezing orange fists of orange fists, then empty & dredging the river's fits and address your boat, your glass-lensed & clearly lettering bifocal and myopic. This is the mound, the peel not decomposing, the acrid, the citrus slowly dislodging and the remnants. The thread, turpentine, and glass. Empty the drainage, the river receiving the sink & liquids poured within. The distillation and steam of your bifocals looking inwards, out and in.