Thursday, October 7
SMALL POX IN IBIZA I'm singing through the auto-tune. I'm crying through the auto-tune. The auto-tune is strong. My eating game is long. When the Canada Goose jacket got the job over me, I knew we were in a new-old era, the tallest poured concrete column into the world poured out of a water hole in the Caucasian sky. Do you believe in nothing or do you grab the gun and pray, was the final menu item that caught my eye. I'm axing it a strong question. I'm waiting for the start of Big Gulp Season. I am a strong question. (Shane Book)