bridgecity's Diaryland Diary

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roof/ground

on the roof the mntns look like a projection from the moon onto a crude blue plantarium facade.
on the ground the clouds crack open at the end of alder street and let the white sun wash out the remaining colour
someone said something about a stock tank full of live electrical eels.
someone else said something about an underground swimming hole on one of the middle levels of the heaven sphere.

4:15 p.m. - 2005-01-30

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