Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Take one

 
The punch drew blood, loosened a few teeth, started skin-deep capillaries wailing - it shouldn't have. "Cut!" the director screamed. The crew had watched the tension build for weeks and now gasped, surprise laced with satisfaction. Supporting looked down at Lead's ruined face, sneered. "That's for sleeping with my wife."
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Playing on my iTunes at this very moment:
Grizzly Bear, Cheerleader

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