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they continued to sit around the fire discussing nylem, retrieving from buried memory those incidents when he became a scourge to their lives, the fungus that suddenly appears on leaves when there is too much rain. and they realized further that they had a inherent power over him because he was there and they were here. because are not prisons places we put ourselves into? they possessed a certain immunity from his elusive enchantment and that, although they knew it, was what the marox pass was all about. and it was copello who once issued it to them. but now, in some odd twist of fate, when the world seems to spin in the other direction, when the moon is not round but square, when you see but don't have vision, when you cry but lack voice, it was copello in need. and it was maylay the family man with three daughters, anton the seeker of knowledge, nabiscus the lover of beauty, and nimbia the youthful adonis who would leave the comforts of indulgence, who would separate soul from spirit, and commence the journey necessary to reach copello. and if the marox pass that they carried with them like the beaded jewelery they wore around the neck and wrist was to be reissued, they would do whatever it took. the list of items they packed for the journey: 1.journals 2.paste 3.scissors 4.camera 5.paint (7colors) and brushes 6.cd walkman (pete yorn-music for the morning after/radiohead- kid A-amnesiac/liza carthy-angels and cigarettes/alejandro escavada-man under the influence 7.neutralizer soap and gel 8.pecorino and spelt bread 9.mezza corona merlot 1o.organic french roast 11.a really long rope 12.safety pins 13.toilet paper 14.matches in the dutch tin nabiscus found on the street in shadyside. 15.feed for the horses and treats for whatver animal they might ride along the way. 16.bribes to gain entrance to forbidden places (rubles,pesos,francs,deutch marks,dollars,turquoise,silver,seeds, chocolate,found papers,playmobil figures,dave mckean drawings) packed, off they went. long, bleached hair blowing in the wind behind them, clods of turf turned up. thundering hooves loud, then soft until there was silence.
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cd walkman? that's funny...
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or maybe the CD player tells funny jokes?
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why is that funny? because you can afford to upgrade to an i-pod even though many cannot or choose otherwise?
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dude... let's hope we all grow up, make a positive connection and get better jobs. then, sure we can upgrade to even a nano...or give/send money to help someone...
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what's it to you?
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