Thursday, July 21, 2011

Random Sequence

Scene from a New York Marriage

In an attempt to avoid any squishier wastefulness, Adrian eschewed another unwitting enchilada, much to the disappointment of the inebriated Philipe, his suborbital sycophant, whose face portrayed a flabbergasted adagio. Philipe then attempted some boozy abracadabra, by offering Adrian the alternative of some caesarean albacore, but to no avail. Proud of his cookery, he attempted some lighthearted conviviality, which at least salvaged the fate of the piteous enchilada, which was then split between them on a tectonic plate of halcyon consensus.


The first lines of Haruki Murakami's hotly anticipated 1Q84.

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