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February 28, 2005
Music box
Every time I hear a music box I am reminded I still need to pick up a Hellraiser lunchbox.
I confess I felt a slight, astonished sence of dizziness that I shall not describe when I turned the handle of the music box. The dizziness might be from the faint memory of my uneasy childhood, the memory of my gauche first love, or from the memory of every humiliation I have had.
Posted by Ghost of a flea at February 28, 2005 08:41 AM
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