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THE ONLY PEOPLE FOR ME ARE THE MAD ONES, THE ONES WHO ARE MAD TO LIVE, MAD TO TALK, MAD TO BE SAVED, DESIROUS OF EVERYTHING AT THE SAME TIME, THE ONES WHO NEVER YAWN OR SAY A COMMONPLACE THING, BUT BURN, BURN, BURN, LIKE FABULOUS YELLOW ROMAN CANDLES EXPLODING LIKE SPIDERS ACROSS THE STARS AND IN THE MIDDLE YOU SEE THE BLUE CENTERLIGHT POP AND EVERYBODY GOES "AWWW!" Text by Jack Kerouac.

*** 29 DECEMBER MMXXVI. COPYRIGHT EDITRA AND THE AUTHORS.
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Photo by Martin Parr

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Colleen Barry "Female Nude with Pomeranians" 2026. Shown at 90º

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Ingrid Bergman in Journey to Italy (Roberto Rossellini, 1954)

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