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      ------------------------------------ There was a large painting of Evel Knievel shaking hands with Richard Nixon. It hung in the Mayors office. Late one evening after everyone went home. I took it down to the lab. I zoomed in on Evel’s left eye a 100x and enhanced it. It was an address. I went to the address. It was a modest, 1970’s style, split level ranch home in the suburbs.

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          • March 11, 2011 11:24 pm
            A child discovers a magical bottomless super big gulp.she drinks Dr. Pepper and Orange Crushuntil she develops a tumor.The tumor whispers such hot sweet secretsGod becomes arousedcreates the moons of Saturn.The tumor whispers such simple beautyall that remains is a singular bright moment of lifeLife - cackling of itself…you sweet bright carazy mutha fucker!you always was everything.

            A child discovers a magical bottomless super big gulp.
            she drinks Dr. Pepper and Orange Crush

            until she develops a tumor.
            The tumor whispers such hot sweet secrets

            God becomes aroused

            creates the moons of Saturn.

            The tumor whispers such simple beauty
            all that remains is a singular bright moment of life

            Life - cackling of itself…

            you sweet bright carazy mutha fucker!

            you always was everything.

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