Jeffrey MacLean

Writer and Musician in Toronto, Ontario, Canada

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Often a sell that you [weirded] on... can bring wounds out of hypothetics. Now their postulated realm is [Seeing]--complete and utter?

Funny. On my end, it is named [Looking].

Putting down islands of joy (with no chance or retribue), Faustian deluge sniffs prehistory for magick unspecified. Enter lost opium den.