Wednesday, January 12, 2011

 
Cell Dialog

-Forgive me for not believing you! Just moved in and I’m literally being carried off by cockroaches this very moment.
It’s Kafka! We just left the bedroom. Ceiling waterstained.

-esque.

-O I wish that I could shimmy like my sister Kate!

-You’re starting on it.

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