Burning stars at the rate of hundreds

Selection starts with the first of what will be of the many. Casual indifference toward the name, only looking forward to the end result. Of finding the clink to ring on through to the other end.

No matter, no choice but to jump and run into the style. Where it's all a sampler of dishes, colours and choruses ticking over seconds and minutes.

Connoisseurs find their beginnings somewhere, along the edge before the middle is usually where. So it is, where they fall into a line after one another, burning themselves at the rate of tens in blues.

Tuesday, 27 March 2007

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