the blogger boucle

One busy afternoon at Mood, The Police were playing. Kway and I discussed the awesomeness of this giant among rock bands. Greats bands are like a marriage, he said, some end, but after they’ve had kids. Then when it’s over, you say, yeah, they got divorced. But those are some beautiful kids. I suppose that’s what it’s like with this boucle. Or at least, the idea of this boucle. We had an affair for over two months before I finally divorced myself from my original vision of it. Ruggy would catch me standing in the middle of the room, hugging it: what are you doing? Really […]

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