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Last Night at the Mockasin Show
Take it off. Walk the tight rope of intoxication. Lanky Shia Labeouf on the skins. It’s wavy af down on Mockasin Lane. The couple next-door bounces off my life like waves of another’s ocean. Pick up the phone, “Dear Eli Aaronson, you are my lover’s fill-in. What I can’t reverberate off… Continue reading
