Friday, May 31, 2002  



A four-dimensional carnival dream full of atmospheric turbulence and splashes of colourful sounds. Unfamiliar balloons of serenity float amid cascading stars, pulling me along to meet the purveyor of magic beans. To the rise and fall of the hawkers call, I'll follow in the footsteps of the wolf. Just call me Jack the somnambulator.


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