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Feel the sliding crack of tailored suits and battery powered cattle, then
realize the order.
We must drive, because without such necessary perils our little muskrat
denies himself tunnels.
Often a costume of aid and abettance folds back to reveal rotten sparks
and wilted shivering reality.
Over time, any wound can heal when treated firmly and fairly with some
degree of sandwiched delight.
Hum, though many fattened hams are not so inclined, and you will find
capabilities once reknowned, now scaly, reeking of minced con-
sciousness and polar reactions.
BATTERED MAN
When squeezed tight, the grit of cause and end belies superstition.
Recognize but deny the implications of the chin-splitting tirade and
the superimposed casual glance.
Open trances stand clear as we begin to turn, decode, reverse, while
often missed bent spoon handles reflect glow and spent heat of the
afternoon sun.
BATTERED
Man, in essence, relates to only one simply reduced melting ball of
color. -
For Left: Christian Hosoi eavesdrops over a group of youngin's at an
empty public pool in Burleigh Heads, Australia. Center: Hot Arizona
local Sam Esmoer burns a 540° backside Bertleman slide on a blazing
concrete slab during a heated Arizona afternoon. Right: Craig
Johnson and Brian Brannon roll in and chase the voodoo at the
Pflugerville ditch, Texas.