The End Is Nigh #2
13 octubre, 2012 2 comentarios
Slept all day. Awoken at 4:37. Landlady complaining about smell. She has five children by five different fathers. We are sure she cheats on welfare. Soon it will be dark.
Beneath us, this awful city, it screams like an abbatoir full of retarded children. ——. On friday night, a comedian died in ——. Somebody knows why. Down there… Somebody knows.
The dusk reeks of fornication and bad consciences. We believe we shall take our exercise.