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The impersonal blog of Nicholas Cueva, the once and future artist of America.

Sunday, May 31, 2009

We question the sorts of things we think of as we begin to pass into the obscure night. We don't always remember right. We think wrong. To think IS wrong.
Posted by NickCueva at 9:20 PM

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