Augury
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| ''Scene'': [[Lucretia Borges]] (that infamous [[clamper]] and founder of [[The 3rd A]]) and [[Alexandre Dacusse]] (looking about impatiently) -- both bellied up at local Bronx watering hole. Camera holds on the street corner, momentarily bare, a pleadingly flat shot. Eventually, a figure emerges, then two. They appear to speak. | ''Scene'': [[Lucretia Borges]] (that infamous [[clamper]] and founder of [[The 3rd A]]) and [[Alexandre Dacusse]] (looking about impatiently) -- both bellied up at local Bronx watering hole. Camera holds on the street corner, momentarily bare, a pleadingly flat shot. Eventually, a figure emerges, then two. They appear to speak. | ||
| - | (smoking a cigarette that is thin, in the european style, unlit)''Borges'': "Well, you could, to be sure, chase the whole issue back to free will and what not, but don't you think that's a rather pedestrian attempt to camouflage the obvious religious symbology behind such universal occurrences?" | ||
| - | (still attached to his dumforqu, it's mechanical carapace causing slight discomfort, easily shrugged) ''Dacusse'': "Umm, sure. How's about another round? Can you spot me one more? Ahh, I seem to be low on cigs...." | + | ''Borges'': (smoking a cigarette that is thin, in the european style, unlit) "Well, you could, to be sure, chase the whole issue back to free will and what not, but don't you think that's a rather pedestrian attempt to camouflage the obvious religious symbology behind such universal occurrences?" |
| - | "I'm made of fire." screeches the ballooning tremor of the Nigerian taxi driver, his head, his race, his intention, bald. | + | ''Dacusse'': (still attached to his dumforqu, it's mechanical carapace causing slight discomfort, easily shrugged) "Umm, sure. How's about another round? Can you spot me one more? Ahh, I seem to be low on cigs...." |
| - | Blinking, Dacusse: "Is that some kind of hallucination?" | + | "I'm made of fire." screeches the ballooning tremor of the Nigerian taxi driver, his head, his race, his intention, bald. |
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| + | Blinking, Dacusse'': "Is that some kind of hallucination?" | ||
| Lucretia, lifted inches from the pavement, eyes the size of Jefferson's Dimes | Lucretia, lifted inches from the pavement, eyes the size of Jefferson's Dimes | ||
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augury n 1. The art or practice of predicting the future; divination. 2. An attempt to solidify vapor. 3. The movement of chance, particularized in advance by poets, seers or persons otherwise in the know.
ExtrapolationScene: Lucretia Borges (that infamous clamper and founder of The 3rd A) and Alexandre Dacusse (looking about impatiently) -- both bellied up at local Bronx watering hole. Camera holds on the street corner, momentarily bare, a pleadingly flat shot. Eventually, a figure emerges, then two. They appear to speak.
Dacusse: (still attached to his dumforqu, it's mechanical carapace causing slight discomfort, easily shrugged) "Umm, sure. How's about another round? Can you spot me one more? Ahh, I seem to be low on cigs...." "I'm made of fire." screeches the ballooning tremor of the Nigerian taxi driver, his head, his race, his intention, bald. Blinking, Dacusse: "Is that some kind of hallucination?" Lucretia, lifted inches from the pavement, eyes the size of Jefferson's Dimes You ditch me? What are you doing that tub shit gets annoying -- Johanna. See Also |
Desiderata
The ancient Mayans based battle plans on the placement of seeds inside ritually sacrificed melons. Good luck!
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