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Thursday, November 20, 2008

"Because it's become art. I call it Entrope': With Gourds."

"It's a statement about how all things are passing."

"Daddy, mine has a river of mold and dirty water in it."

"Dead mold, sweetheart. The freezing weather's almost certainly killed it."


Fine, I'll get rid of the jack o'lanterns on the stoop.

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