A friend said he liked the smell of thrift store clothes. It is a distinct smell. A cocktail of High Karate cologne, Pinaud Clubman talc, and dad sweat. The kind of sweat that comes from weeks of fretting over a promotion or unemployment or a secretaries olive toned nylons gathering three wrinkles deep at the ankles as you deliver fresh spirits for the ditto machine.
abrupt skits, painful theatre, improv of the absurd
Saturday, August 01, 2009
Clubman
A friend said he liked the smell of thrift store clothes. It is a distinct smell. A cocktail of High Karate cologne, Pinaud Clubman talc, and dad sweat. The kind of sweat that comes from weeks of fretting over a promotion or unemployment or a secretaries olive toned nylons gathering three wrinkles deep at the ankles as you deliver fresh spirits for the ditto machine.
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- Russell Maycumber
- St. Augustine, Florida, United States
- I spill ink ,it collects here.
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