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Hello. I will be leaving the city of Orlando in July, to take Corpse On Pumpkin Photography up to the city of Seattle, a place I find much more pretty. The flyer re-printed below is the designated date for a special going-away party at Will's Pub wherein I will be flying down Mr. ERIC RICHTER from the bands CHRISTIE FRONT DRIVE and THE 101 to...
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"I want to start from before the beginning."

I put another quarter into the machine, which makes this hour worth anotheruntil that ones up, too. But its anybodys guess. I've very little change left, and my time is running out, and I've nowhere to turn when this is all over. When the rent is due, when they stop coming over. I imagine its quite negligible now to try faking an understanding. Oh, and...
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Good evening: CORPSE ON PUMPKIN PHOTOGRAPHY will be traveling on tour with UNWED SAILOR from mid-August to mid-September, following paths along the East Coast of the United States, far from Mitre Square. The following are lines to cross:

Aug. 17 Memphis, TN @ Hi-Tone Cafe
Aug. 18 Little Rock, AR @ Juanitas
Aug. 19 Louisville, KY @ Uncle Pleasants
Aug. 20 Lexington, KY @ TBA...
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CORPSE ON PUMPKIN PHOTOGRAPHY will be traveling on tour with UNWED SAILOR from mid-August to mid-September, following paths along the East Coast of the United States, far from Mitre Square.

TO THE OFFICES OF NEIL GARRISCOND:

The trial was a nightmare.

All around, the dust in the courtroom was coming for me, and I swear I could feel it all like a vacuum behind my...
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Dear Neil Garriscond,

I met this afternoon with a Dr. Philip Ayres, the Acting-Surgeon of Wandsworth Gaol, and his assistant Dr. Giles Mennea, about a strange sea creature Id been lately seeing during odd hours of the night crawling in and out of cell bars in B Block. Having been the Head of Medicine for over 20 years, it was of course not easy for...
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Dear Neil Garriscond,

They have your clothes folded up, placed into a small cardboard box that is now damp with must and heat, along with the keys to your car, your dress shoes and your spectacles. And no matter how handsome you may be when the sun's gone down, the brightly colored suit they've given you is tacky; it does not fit you, for the...
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Dear Kevin Aimes,

Be it some manner of blessing outside of what youd at first presume it to be, or altogether some other frostbitten horror or well-gnarled form of punishment, theyve had me on the chain gangs since ten days ago. Hacking down the highway with rusted machetes and scythes, slowly marching uncomfortably sideways down barren stretches of highway, occasionally passing small thickets of residential...
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RE: Studdogs As Role Models For Suicide Girls

Dear Neil Garriscond,

Im enclosing for you in this package a small parcel that I believe to contain the severed left hand which was used to mark up Brett Karnes apartment shortly before his house was searched by Kansas City Police. Brett himself, to my knowledge, is still missing. This might actually be Bretts hand, if you...
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Dear Neil Garriscond,

There was a hold-up at a filling station in Wyoming that, for the most part, I had nothing to do with. Later when there were police officers surrounding the outside perimeters and pushing full force through the front windows in order to provide everyone inside with a frightening element of surprise (for the television cameras from the News stations, I presume), I...
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Dear Neil Garriscond,

Its almost winter, isnt it? Today during lunchtime, this guy got the sharp end of a sliver from a broken cafeteria tray shoved into his abdomen and he bled to death before the guards could carry him to the infirmary. Someone had called out, No, thats fuckin not alright! just moments before all the commotion started and the first cry sounded. Lunch...
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