"Is [there a] lie detector available" There are three sides to a story, I've heard and I believe it. I see it. I love the phrase, "Ask me no more questions, tell me no more lies." I don't like to lie; don't ask me questions. Stare into the blackness or just at the window. The less interested you are in a lie the easier it is. I think sometimes I parody myself lying. That's at my better, then it isn't meant as a prestidigitation.
NYC lies like some sort of matrice in my memory, channels of skyscrapers north and south, east and west. I'm not at home there anymore. I am at home in the speakers with Jimi Hendrix coming from them. That's an old memory too. So lies? Sew seed.
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