This all while strapped in his chair, looking up at the nostrils of his assistant. Come with a scythe and slice out the space before the question mark. Then you turn it over to the kitchen college for their faux flambé display.
Covered in wheels
Putting his ear to the wall he listened out for the chatter of neighbours. They were rustling, they were moaning, they were making all kinds of noises. They were moving furniture and you could sense the anguish of scuffed floors.
Covered in wheels
Putting his ear to the wall he listened out for the chatter of neighbours. They were rustling, they were moaning, they were making all kinds of noises. They were moving furniture and you could sense the anguish of scuffed floors.
Covered in wheels
Putting his ear to the wall he listened out for the chatter of neighbours. They were rustling, they were moaning, they were making all kinds of noises. They were moving furniture and you could sense the anguish of scuffed floors.
Covered in wheels
Putting his ear to the wall he listened out for the chatter of neighbours. They were rustling, they were moaning, they were making all kinds of noises. They were moving furniture and you could sense the anguish of scuffed floors.
Covered in wheels
Putting his ear to the wall he listened out for the chatter of neighbours. They were rustling, they were moaning, they were making all kinds of noises. They were moving furniture and you could sense the anguish of scuffed floors.
Covered in wheels
Putting his ear to the wall he listened out for the chatter of neighbours. They were rustling, they were moaning, they were making all kinds of noises. They were moving furniture and you could sense the anguish of scuffed floors.
▓▓▓▒▒▒▒▒░They walked and walked, at first along tiled and bleakly lit corridors under electric lighting, and then along dusty carpets in dark shuttered places, and up a stone staircase and then further up a winding wooden stair, cloudy with dark dust. With each step the landscape unfolded and named itself. It was grotesque. They were cold and wet, exhausted and bereft.“Then we won't be home tonight?
The dentist, being the charming fellow that he is, suggested we only drink the OJ 30 minutes before eating the rest of the powdered sugar. True to form, if you pour milk into your eyeballs, things do get a little cloudy. It was a bowl of morning regret served with a glass of orange juice.
Written on Friday, 6 September 2002