People From Classic Paintings Inserted Into Modern City Life

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祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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YOU ARE THE REASON

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PUT YOUR BEARD IN MY MOUTH
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People From Classic Paintings Inserted Into Modern City Life
One-Eared Boy's latest single: Take it like a man
Talking Heads Pulled Up (HQ)
Chet Baker - These Foolish Things - 1956
Marguerite Duras à propos de l'homme de l'an 2000
WASHINGTON, DC—A group of female legislators have enacted a new bill that forbids American men from disposing of "unused" sperm. | Male ejaculation bill
Mark Rothko, Untitled, 1946
I have to return some videotapes
Howard, it's Bateman, Patrick Bateman. You're my lawyer so I think you should know: I've killed a lot of people. Some girls in the apartment uptown uh, some homeless people maybe 5 or 10 um an NYU girl I met in Central Park. I left her in a parking lot behind some donut shop. I killed Bethany, my old girlfriend, with a nail gun, and some man uh some old faggot with a dog last week. I killed another girl with a chainsaw, I had to, she almost got away and uh someone else there I can't remember maybe a model, but she's dead too. And Paul Allen. I killed Paul Allen with an axe in the face, his body is dissolving in a bathtub in Hell's Kitchen. I don't want to leave anything out here. I guess I've killed maybe 20 people, maybe 40. I have tapes of a lot of it, uh some of the girls have seen the tapes. I even, um... I ate some of their brains, and I tried to cook a little. Tonight I, uh, I just had to kill a LOT of people. And I'm not sure I'm gonna get away with it this time. I guess I'll uh, I mean, ah, I guess I'm a pretty uh, I mean I guess I'm a pretty sick guy. So, if you get back tomorrow, I may show up at Harry's Bar, so you know, keep your eyes open.
There are no more barriers to cross. All I have in common with the uncontrollable and the insane, the vicious and the evil, all the mayhem I have caused and my utter indifference toward it I have now surpassed. My pain is constant and sharp, and I do not hope for a better world for anyone. In fact, I want my pain to be inflicted on others. I want no one to escape. But even after admitting this, there is no catharsis; my punishment continues to elude me, and I gain no deeper knowledge of myself. No new knowledge can be extracted from my telling. This confession has meant nothing.
At that moment there was no need of any scientific knowledge to understand his communication of reassurance. The soft pressure of his fingers spoke to me not through my intellect but through a more primitive emotional channel: the barrier of untold centuries which has grown up during the separate evolution of man and chimpanzee was, for those few seconds, broken down. It was a reward far beyond my greatest hopes.
"But if you feel like lovin' me, if you got the notion, I second that emotion"
Moi j'ai pris la peine De m'y arrêter, Dans le coeur d'Hélène Moi qui ne suis pas capitaine, Et j'ai vu ma peine Bien récompensée... Et, dans le coeur de la pauvre Hélène, Qui avait jamais chanté, Moi j'ai trouvé l'amour d'une reine Et moi je l'ai gardé.