One of the more self deprecating threads I have seen from you Clackers of which I enjoyed. The time and effort I am sure would have disturbed a few, but as always, their is more than pathos to it.
You remind of me of some who cannot recover from an ongoing negative stimuli or indeed, perhaps a personal tragedy, always looking for the perpatrator, the one who has caused your fury; the entrapment that lies between the scent of a cheap perfume and la dolce vita, the danger. If only I could get to know you to see your eyes - only then, would the bitterness against your other be portrayed as yourself.
The need to "embarass" the other; the clammer to construct your own enemy; your disguise; the metamorphosis.
That being said, Adelaide isn't very interesting so I don't blame you entirely in spending your Saturdays trying to catch butterflys. LOL
Keep it up.
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