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Bloodsmoke20The Memoire of Senses
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Draw around my body!” shouted Pussycat when we got to a playground during our usual midnight walk.
The kids held an asphalt drawing contest during the day on the concrete sidewalk next to the playground. They tried to compete against each other by sketching crap copies of cartoon heroes, ugly princesses, and simple figures like candles, snails or fruit. They made terrible works of art, but the parents surely were proud about their children’s work. This is what kids need. Let them believe how genius they are, and make them think they’re in cloud cuckoo land. This is how they become stupid pricks or drug addicted whores in a few years' time. I used to be jealous of my childhood peers and their parents always praising them to death. But n
