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The "Tag" of the above title is, in this case, the Log24 tag "Atman."
See as well other posts tagged Mossman.
Possible coded reply: "He played knick-knack on my gate ."
Dramatic prequel . . .
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https://subslikescript.com/movie/Hurlyburly-119336 — So what do you want to do?
You want to go to your place, You want to go to a sex motel? They got waterbeds.
They got porn I'm hungry. You want a Jack-in-the-Box? I love Jack-in-the-Box. Is that code for something? What? What? Is what code for what? I don't know. I don't know the goddamn code! |

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Summer Reading
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Some stories within the above "unending net" of nonsensical narratives
suggested a post related to earlier work of the actor who plays Principal Dort
in Wednesday Season 2 and to the Venetian Ball in that Netflix series . . .
and, slightly more seriously, to the Venice Film Festival of 2025 —

Daily Mail headline yesterday . . .
Emma Watson dazzles in TWO
jaw-dropping designer looks
on the final day of Venice Film Festival
as she swaps a green Emilia Wickstead
mini dress for a Gucci number
The swap reportedly took place at
"the luxurious Hotel Excelsior."
Annals of interality —
Excelsior!
"Always with a little humor." — Dr. Yen Lo
Some cartoon graveyards are better than others.

See also a prequel to
Ramanujan's Flowering Tree—
* “Every city has its gates, which need not be of stone. Nor need soldiers be upon them or watchers before them. At first, when cities were jewels in a dark and mysterious world, they tended to be round and they had protective walls. To enter, one had to pass through gates, the reward for which was shelter from the overwhelming forests and seas, the merciless and taxing expanse of greens, whites, and blues–wild and free–that stopped at the city walls.
In time the ramparts became higher and the gates more massive, until they simply disappeared and were replaced by barriers, subtler than stone, that girded every city like a crown and held in its spirit.”
— Mark Helprin, Winter’s Tale
"In reality, my prose books
probably sit between
I Was a Teenage Sex Slave
and some other contemporary
memoir written in five minutes…."
— Mary Karr in the NY Times
of July 6, 2007
See also
Ballet Blanc
and the true story
0, 1, 2, 3, ….
"In a dream scenario, my memoirs…
would find another shelf.
They’d sit between St. Augustine
and Nabokov’s Speak, Memory…."
— Mary Karr, loc. cit.
Recall the
mnemonic rhyme
"Nine is a Vine."
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