THE BLOG OF DISQUIET :Qweir Notions,an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since2008.
Sunday 9 February 2014
In the sixth-floor café
of the Museum of Used Condoms
(run by the Anti-natalist, Anti-vivisection Society of Vegans) (admission free - schoolchildren get a present from Santa)
I thought: Every lament is merry and every hurrah is sorry.
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Your irony--in these asymmetrical categories: outward curmudgeon, startling image, acerbic arrow--announces the inner opposite.
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