from the eloquent...
"which way will we go and why or where or what?"
"the red bedroom and the trunk always open; her gowns lying about in a delirium of disorder. the red bedroom with my galoshes and canes, the notebooks I never touched, the manuscripts lying cold and dead."
to...
"she had a german mouth, french ears, russian ass. cunt international."
"he would grab a hold of it and shake it like a dinner bell"
"I'll never make this bitch"
-from 'Tropic of Cancer' by Henry Miller
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I ain't got no problems with girls out in Harlem but...ain't nuttin like a Brooklyn girl. See I had a lil fling with a girl out in Queens but...ain't nuttin like a Brooklyn girl. The Bronx is live that's where my mom resides but...ain't nuttin like a Brooklyn girl. Damn sho ain't nuttin like a Brooklyn girl. Da-damn sho ain't nuttin like a Brooklyn girl.
cunt international. I like that.
Nice blog. I have a blog too. lets be cool bloggers
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