Aperçus of The Human Stain

Six too many drinks fourteen days later

Ethan Switch - Thursday, 29 May 2003 - 01:03:37

Found abandoned in a parking lot behind a hotel over two weeks ago a yellow Toyota Corolla sedan has finally been removed from the premises. Sporting smashed windows and unburnt upholstery, the vehicle was at the rear parking lot of the public house for what seemed closer to a fortnight than two weeks.

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Colonised Youth; Tutorial on Wax Streets

Belvedere Jehosophat - Tuesday, 27 May 2003 - 01:49:37

It is difficult to determine the effects that casual, yet socially necessary, interactions can have on people — especially they of the young, impressionable variety.

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Lesbians, lesbians everywhere

Alex Yamakazi - Friday, 23 May 2003 - 02:46:20

Our City is invaded. To my left, to my right, as far as the eye can see, on any pretext possible, fake lesbians. T.A.T.U. on video smash hits has a certain french film charm. I can even buy the girl on girl Levis billboards. She looks like she may actually have kissed a girl for reasons other than impressing boys at a club.

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Enfeebled betrayal of the degradation of life

Ethan Switch - Thursday, 22 May 2003 - 00:53:59

Geriatrics turning tricks on street corners near tattoo parlours don't often appear in the wrinkle festive glow of the midday sun. As such they would hardly venture out into the world now known to them but as a figment of tumorous brutalities of their former years and memories rapidly dissipating. Wracked with the pains of infirmary and sore joints the sheer simplicity of walking falls well beyond their means. Often reeking of odours mysterious and chemically enhanced the elderly of society watch the watchmen watching them wither away unto death. Relics of the new day, the walking dead exist to remind the more active of the times to come.

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Downward stares of the big brown bears

Ethan Switch - Tuesday, 20 May 2003 - 20:42:23

Along the better half of a disjointed highway feet play homage to the battering of the pavement and as such pound heavily the ants and the gnats too lazy to rise up from beneath the footpaths. Wandering lost souls journey back and forth, side to side and all directions by way of their lower most extremities.

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Disturbingly quiet pockets of splinter children

Ethan Switch - Monday, 19 May 2003 - 20:02:52

Jingling the jangle of the ice cream truck shingles, three small sub-humans awoke from their sleeper mode. Running out into the street the children lined up in a flimsy wall of flesh and still growing bones to bring to a dangerous halt the dozing driver who was careening ever so slowly down the suburban street with one hand on the wheel and the other tugging rope. Minutes later the operatives walked toward the rear of their domicile carrying unmarked white packages with a mysterious mist of sorts emanating from the lining. They were not of the usual ice cream box variety.

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Lying in the gutters where the bum fights roam free

Ethan Switch - Wednesday, 14 May 2003 - 20:19:47

Cratered scenes and odour machines. The measure of a nation and the economy lie in the encrusted faces and under the fingernails of the denizens which line the gutters and kerbsides of everyday life and indeed the actual streets of this metaphor.

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Bizarre rumblings at the high end of town

Ethan Switch - Wednesday, 14 May 2003 - 01:15:05

Drunken aspects of the broken bottle appear not to have infiltrated the glossy sheen of the recently erected architectural landscape of the harbour line of Sydney. A shiner of an example would be that of Pyrmont, nestled on one of the areola of the breasts of the udder of Sydney. One agent was sent out to the suburb known famously for something that cannot at this time be recalled due to the stench of fish and hormonal secretions of the crabs.

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Men land on Earth (alive and uncharred)

Ethan Switch - Monday, 5 May 2003 - 19:44:34

On January 28, 1986, the whole television-receiving world watched in a stunned platter of popcorn and soda astonishment when the space shuttle Challenger exploded shortly after take-off. Amongst the seven member crew was school teacher, Sharon Christa McAuliffe. Exploding only 73 seconds after lift off the accident was a set back for the space exploration program, not to mention any plans the crew had on their return.

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