this old boat needed? repairing... &why wouldn' it a fter 110 years...? unlike a book a
log's an ongoing changing shape ....
from font to honk the human ass of a machine
that's desiring to be more n machine or any crippled life changing shit to gold/ an what's gold between 'gods' legs' or goddess leg n thigh
or some hypercritical hyperborean thingism cutting the passage of