Slanted and Implanted
Somewhere, beyond the fourth ring of the LasagnaFarm closet, behind the feed-store hats and Northsix ticket stubs; behind the Eleventh Dream Day CDs and ratty wool sweaters; behind the black jeans, Overkill t-shirts, Pontiac keys, and souvenir test tubes from spring break 1989; there is a small orb that projects its silvery light outward like a submerged beacon, a flashlight under the covers, a conductor's lantern in the Dublin mist. That is, our love for Jersey Girls.
Don't forget to check out today's Gothamist Interview. A bucket of Reingolds, stat.
Somewhere, beyond the fourth ring of the LasagnaFarm closet, behind the feed-store hats and Northsix ticket stubs; behind the Eleventh Dream Day CDs and ratty wool sweaters; behind the black jeans, Overkill t-shirts, Pontiac keys, and souvenir test tubes from spring break 1989; there is a small orb that projects its silvery light outward like a submerged beacon, a flashlight under the covers, a conductor's lantern in the Dublin mist. That is, our love for Jersey Girls.
Don't forget to check out today's Gothamist Interview. A bucket of Reingolds, stat.
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