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Originally Posted by Katipan
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LET us go then, you and I,
When the evening is spread out against the sky
Like a patient etherized upon a table;
Let us go, through certain half-deserted streets,
The muttering retreats
Of restless nights in one-night cheap hotels
And sawdust restaurants with oyster-shells:
imbibing mescaline and other intoxicants
with the best of intent.
Gives a whole new meaning to "measured out my life with coffee spoons..."