These are some jewels I almost choked on. I had my mouth open when I shook the apple tree. If you don't sit under it with anyone else but me, I will give you PART 2, and 3.

My taste buds, my taste buds.
Avoid the tyranny of taste.
With Love,
A.D.
M.M.

Lunchtime discussion of art.
This rhythm is in no way a manifesto.
Manson plays the violet wand.

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