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Some Moments Are Nice, Some Are Nicer, Some Are Even Worth Writing About.

I'll Get Back To The Whores And The Horses And The Booze, While There's Time.

What Good Are You? What Can You Do? It Has Cost Me A Thousands Of Dollars To Raise You, Feed You, Clothe You! Suppose I Left You Here On The Street? Then What Would You Do?" "catch Butterflies

The Apartment Was Built At The Edge Of A High Cliff So That When You Looked Out The Back Window It Seemed As If You Were Twelve Floors Up Instead Of Four. It Was Very Much Like Living On The Edge Of The World - A Last Resting Place Before The Final Big Drop.

My Flesh Looked Like It Wasn't Trying. It Looked Like It Hated Being Part Of Me.