SOREL ETROG
Eight excerpts from the film SPIRAL
With text by Marshall McLuhan
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SPIRAL - 1/2
He heard in a profound ancient male unfamiliar melody the accumulation of the past
Ill make him feel all over him till he half faints under me
I wish hed sleep in some bed by himself with his cold feet on me
I'll throw him up eggs and tea in a moustachecup
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