Never had to. The moment they want me to curate a museum at Christmas is the moment I start looking for a comfortable permanent fellowship somewhere, preferably with the current incumbent dying. Although the alternative of ripping their great theory of thirty years ago to shreds also has a certain appeal.
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O to be wafted away
From this black aceldama of sorrow;
Where the dust of an earthy today
Is the earth of a dusty tomorrow!
Last edited by Chancellor Valium; 10-11-2007 at 01:20 PM.
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