We headed to the big top as it was almost time for Gorzy and I to go. Text there are other nights both defunct, dormant, and artists that have similar visions so we are getting together to do something co-operative. I was off to a good start so far. He stole the mead of poetry, the primeval source of the ability to speak and write beautifully and persuasively, from the giants. Edit 2 : if anyone is keen, hit me up via the emails.
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