Tuesday, June 03, 2014


Stencil graffiti of a jackalope along Meeker Street, Puyallup, Washington.


"[W]e exist—we write, we read—so long as we're alive, and the only conclusion is death."

—Juan Antonio Masoliver Rodena, in "Between the Abyss and Misfortune," the prologue to Woes of the True Policeman by Roberto Bolaño.


"You're down on your knees, begging us please, praying that we don't exist. But we exist. We exist. We exist. We exist. We exist."

—from "We Exist" as found on the album Reflektor by Arcade Fire.

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