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2004-05-07 surrounded by Sir Wallens men from the trade delegation and fake Queen Moms [[in purple dresses, knees turned outward]] Gentlemen in pin striped suits cutting cheese and peperoni jewels, cystals, diamonds & paintings of a dutch dog family getting drunk on red whine & high on the flashlight but still you don't live till you're touched by a stranger's blown kiss from across the room |