2004-11-24 - 5:23 p.m.
It would never do for me to compromise in such a fashion.
Damn you and your gentrified antics. Damn you and your Eliot quotes taken out of context. Damn you and your futuristic communes. Damn your shameful cloying. Damn your air trams. Damn your clean lines. Damn your starkness. Damn your vellum. Damn your asterics.
And damn your fake Bob Dylan record.