In the Bistro Californium, beneath Kristodulos's notorious frescoes, some desperate celebration was in progress. Out came the high-pitched voice of a poet, auctioning the dull things he had found in the back of his brain.
- M. John Harrison, In Viriconium
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Phraselet No. 81
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