Kevin Barnes, Of Montreal’s brain is to me like liver to Hannibal Lecter, a deliciously monstrous blend that, whenever I´m riding my bike around the city, transfigures everything into small destructive desires: memories of ex-girlfriends that stole my books of Guy de Maupassant, cruel children that put animals into my shirt, photo-shoots where the...
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Isn’t it amazing the way, sometimes, things seem to start falling into place?
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¿No es fantástico como, a veces, parece que todo acaba encajando?
Imogen Morris Clarke by Jason Nocito, source
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