A passerby, maybe blinking in the sunlight after the darkness of a masturbation booth, sees only a carbon monoxide aurora above the sidewalk. The outline of a ghost, the radioactive decay of a memory, the subtle transmigration from the everyday... to the impossible. In other words, he doesn't notice a thing.
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This quote was added May 30, 2008.