Djungel

This sound, that stinks of dirty sneakers (never boots, they’re meant for da smeris speaks of djungel, uprooted flowerpots (never flares, maybe strobelight analysis strewn across the asfalt like the remains (not the actual remains, mind, but echoes of tribal…

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Mentasm

if i may so bold as to ask what it is, oh professor … indeed you may (listen and learn young padawan here’s a formula to make a mentasm from scratch 1st, take a sawtooth, or even better: a lot…

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