To whom it may concern: It is springtime. It is late afternoon.
All analogue, all the time
Saturday, April 24, 2010
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When I was a child, I had a fever.
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I've got that feeling once again.
I can't explain, you would not understand.
This is not how I am.
Alexandr Slyusarev died.
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