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Strolling at dawn through our wrecked country estate, assessing evidence of last night's damage. In the driveway, the burnt out husk of my Eames numbered original, crushed as if dropped nose first from a crane; a shredded mattress rotting in the fountain; on my hands, 2 blood-caked bandages where my thumbs used to be. Opposable thumbs: the last thing separating man from animal. This is my land, though I have permitted a false king to destroy it.
- I forgot the bit about the dead swans--shit********
- damn I really need to imoprove my english I have no idea what you´re talking aboutmoamoa
- and google translat didn´t work for that ..moamoa
- even if you did it wouldn't make sense********
- which is probably what you're saying********
- haahhah ok ok and I thought I need to go back to school for some oxford english lessonsmoamoa
- (beautiful, old sport)********
- I forgot the bit about the dead swans--shit