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I re-watched The Dreamers Sunday night on an Aerobed on my veranda, a warm someone next to me, the air thick from the smell of exploding jasmine blossoms.It was a sensory overload heaped on a weekend of hedonism, so I need to re-set my circuit breakers.
Expect a long, rabbit-holish post about the movie, and my life.
Soon.
Good for you.
ReplyDeleteEnjoy the haze.
Is that Tommy Gnosis [on the bottom]?
ReplyDeleteYes!
ReplyDeleteI would be VERY curious to see how your life and this movie would topically intersect in a post. Hopefully not TOO much...i.e., hopefully more about running through the Louvre, a la Band a part than deflowering a girl on the kitchen floor with her brother watching.
ReplyDeleteOh dear!
ReplyDeleteWill you eat my eye crusties?
ReplyDelete(I really hope I have the right movie.)
Wow, you do. Did you see this?
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