To
Luis
Bunuel
The
toxic
bromide
android
geminode
of
a
yesteryear
capsule
somersault
kisses
mountain
spirits
and
false
positives
in
this
chameleonesque
era
I'm
like
a
plummed
basilisk
in
a
hollow
city
of
perfect
violence
smoking
the
dirigible
spotlight
a
light
in
dark
places
By
Rus
Khomutoff
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