sashula: sputnik
sashula: the last days
sashula: the first days
sashula: "want me to pose next to what i am?"
sashula: you left me in a bar at the bottom of the world
sashula: come and go
sashula: "that which isn't flint is tinder, and the whole world sparks and flames."
sashula: empty
sashula: fact;
sashula: could it be i'm alive after all this?
sashula: change your ways while you're young
sashula: three weeks later
sashula: two cuties
sashula: ukelele jam session
sashula: dazzle