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zinfandel for the infidel

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i here some scratchin in the background or could it be jazz ham locked gridlocked unlocked from its sound the murmur the whispers the dreams for the poor, who differs so foolishly at times like these buttressed against the fortress the undressing of queens the dances of wolves the boiling of beans the mistress the whore the slut of our ways the matings of mortals the sun of our days left in the darkness to whither and wilt either with heaven or a double shot please