kenkantor: Eau de Early Seventies.
kenkantor: Rescued but just for a moment.
kenkantor: Crushing on teacher.
kenkantor: I may be crazy, but I'm not crazy.
kenkantor: Why does it matter now?
kenkantor: Nothing I say appears to interest you.
kenkantor: The commerce of cruelty that binds you, and you to me.
kenkantor: I stood there silent. For once, silent.
kenkantor: Goodbye kind world.
kenkantor: Jutland Is For Lover.