walls long without paint
windows shuttered; yet... listen!
Frail as thought... music...
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Jack Scranton
Writer, image retoucher, musician/composer, 3D artist. Despite modest success in all those fields, Photoshop paid the bills.
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Take Two
When Karen, browsing through the magazine racks, realized the guy crowding her from the side was Graham, her first impulse was to kick him in the balls and run. That delicious fantasy lasted maybe five seconds. Then she considered just running. Again. Instead, she leaned in close: "Did you finally learn to read, or do you still just look at the pictures?"
By Jack Scrantonabout a year ago in Filthy
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'Frail as thought', what a lovely way to describe it