"I celebrate myself, and sing myself,/And what I assume you shall assume,/For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.//I loafe and invite my soul,/I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass."
Friday, November 7, 2008
Wish I'd seen these last week
in their prime. Although I suppose a real head on a pike would get a bit soft in time, too. Corner of Kane & Thompkins.
Corner of Kane & Thompkins.
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