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BWTDT

BWTDT

April 14, 2012 | The Crystal Tearoom | 3 Comments



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What is Not Vogue

What is Not Vogue

April 11, 2012 | The Crystal Tearoom | 1 Comment



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What is Not Vogue?

What is Not Vogue?



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Moxie

Moxie

mox.ie noun (1930) 1: energy, PEP 2: courage, determination 3: know-how, expertise



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“Here’s to the crazy ones.” Apple

“Here’s to the crazy ones.” Apple

April 2, 2012 | The Crystal Tearoom | 2 Comments

“Nietzche lost his reason becasue he thought too much. I do not think and therefore cannot go mad.” “Nature is a wonderful thing… I study it only through feeling.” -The Diary of Vaslav Nijinsky



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“The cat was living more intensely , its life was exalted by danger, suffering, and fear.” Jean Genet

“The cat was living more intensely , its life was exalted by danger, suffering, and fear.” Jean Genet

April 2, 2012 | The Crystal Tearoom | 4 Comments

” The beauty of the lily lies similarly in the amazing fragility of the little hood of pollen that trembles at the top of the pistil.  A gust of wind, a clumsy finger, a leaf, can break and destroy the delicate equilibrium that holds beauty in balance.” -Jean Genet/ Funeral Rites -Photo: Cat playing with […]



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“…The history of emotion” Derek Walcott

“…The history of emotion” Derek Walcott

“Centuries of servitude have to be shucked; but there is no history, only the history of emotion.” -Derek Walcott What the twilight says -photo: shala monroque Roman Summer Night    



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for mr.salander

for mr.salander

April 1, 2012 | The Crystal Tearoom | 1 Comment



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happiness is a stray west-indian dog (shala monroque)

happiness is a stray west-indian dog (shala monroque)

“After the convulsions of rainstorms, of tropical depressions, the sun worried its way through thick grey clouds, like a cigarette burn in his blanket.  The clouds burned away.  The sun came out full.  Heat sucked up the puddles in the asphalt.  The trees shook themselves like wet dogs.  Everything, after involuntary shudders, from chickens to […]



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