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retrogasm:

I AM DEATH
underorbitdan:

American Chinese - Wim Wenders
nevver:

Calvin and Hobbes
teldolap:

boris grigoriev
woman in green dress
1922
endilletante:

Morocco de Harry Gruyaert, Schirmer Art books, 1990.
guardian:

by Tom Gauld 
❝ She serves me a piece of it a few minutes
out of the oven. A little steam rises
from the slits on top. Sugar and spice -
cinnamon - burned into the crust.
But she’s wearing these dark glasses
in the kitchen at ten o’clock
in the morning - everything nice -
as she watches me break off
a piece, bring it to my mouth,
and blow on it. My daughter’s kitchen,
in winter. I fork the pie in
and tell myself to stay out of it.
She says she loves him. No way
Could it be worse.

— Raymond Carver, My Daughter An Apple Pie