kenkantor: Clearing out the monsters.
kenkantor: Playing bingo all night as if trapped in some broken dream.
kenkantor: A form of science hitherto unknown.
kenkantor: But I wanted something more.
kenkantor: Wood is too old fashioned for me.
kenkantor: You're beautiful.
kenkantor: I found out where the birds go at night.
kenkantor: The moon is gone forever.
kenkantor: A dog and his boy.
kenkantor: I invited you here to tell you something important that I forgot.
kenkantor: Hostile heiroglyphics.
kenkantor: Navellier and Portola.
kenkantor: Non-Euclidian parking lot.
kenkantor: Convicted of a crime I didn't even understand.
kenkantor: There are fifty stories in the big city.
kenkantor: All the comforts of home in a bottle.