Gunmetal Geisha | A case of chronic dichotomy | Page 4

Is it true that strapping young men hand-fed Chicken McNuggets into the mouths of attendees? […]

My moniker consisted of dichotomy, as did my character and life. […]

Peeking through the curtain for a peek back. […]

Z is for my love of nothing. […]

Y is for yours truly, in defense of selfies. […]

X is for when I sought vellum and a calligraphy quill fashioned out of a crow’s tail feather from the backyard. […]

W is for a whited world. […]

V is for a view. […]

U is for an homage to urban life. […]

T is for too many things. […]

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