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IMAGE De JOUR (?)
Imagine this, if you will: the day is hot but not too hot. Some whispy clouds fill the far horizon in an otherwise robin's egg blue sky. Off to the right there is a range of snowcapped mountains; some raising their jagged rustic edges as if to cut the sky in twain. On the left side of the view a long languid lazy lake lingers longingly, a turquoise emerald set in a sea of green grasses and rolling undulations of medium height. On the lake scamper small canoes and kayaks, both teased by a light Easterly wind. Mid-foreground there is a freshly plowed field of rich dark soil, so verdant that you can almost smell it - a subtle odour of a freshly ripped salad. Some seagulls are seen to be frolicking amongst the turned rows, perhaps feeding on the freshly overturned earthworms who have recently been exposed to a beautiful, yet cruel, new world. And in the forground of this scene is a man. Yet so ambiguous in their sexual nature is this man that it might be a woman or even a well designed and accurately appointed cyborg or robot. It wears denim jeans, slightly soiled by the taint of the earth itself, and a checkered shirt that could have been worn by any tiller of the earth anywhere on this vibrant planet. This being is viewed with his shoulders slightly raised, and a slight tilt to his head... looking as if to say to the viewer: "WTF?"
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THIS SITE REALLY DOESN'T EXIST
the way our EGO THINKS IT MIGHT!
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