Me: Does this involve salt?
Lisa: No. He takes an egg and smashes it down onto a plate, so that the end buckles in, and then it stands up. The End.
And so, the view of Florence from the Boboli Gardens. A Medici Palace.
Pretty.
I knew it was speed, but to me that bird had invisible wings. My grandmother stood with her hand on her chest and she whispered "Christophe!" to herself. All my best memories are mixed up with swear words that I don't understand. --Joey Comeau
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