ladies and gents,
perhaps you didn’t hear six months ago? perhaps you did. anyway we’re back. ten years later. again. a seemingly endless reference to itself reverberating against all odds. if only to prepare ourselves in the event of a fresh start. word is the sun fuels all. truth is all that matters. the world is a song. beware of the ides of march.
the starving artists
(on behalf of decadelater part II)
