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LA LUPE documental

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twenty four standard causes of human misjudgement

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JANGLING JACKS

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ENDS

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Pulp at Coachella 2012

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The Earth Moves

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Robert Snyder Presents the Henry Miller Odyssey

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Bauhaus "Shadows of Light"

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Tom Petty live in Santa Monica '78

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I now prophesy that I will dismember my dismemberer. Now, then, be the prophet and fulfiller one. That's more than ye, ye great gods, ever were.

Moby Dick p171

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Oh! Time was, when as the sunrise nobly spurred me, so the sunset soothed. No more. This lovely light, it lights not me; all loveliness is anguish to me, since I can ne'er enjoy. Gifted with the high perception, I lack the low, enjoying power; damned, most subtly and most malignantly! damned in the midst of Paradise!

Moby Dick p170

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I leave a white and turbid wake; pale waters, paler cheeks, where'er I sail. The envious billows sidelong swell to whelm my track; let them; but first I pass.

Moby Dick p170

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Hark ye yet again, -the little lower layer. All visible objects, man, are but as pasteboard masks. But in each event - in the living act, the undoubted deed - there, some unknown but still reasoning thing put forth the mouldings of its features from behind the unreasoning mask. If man will strike, strike through the mask! How can the prisoner reach outside except by thrusting through the wall? To me, the white whale is that wall, shoved near to me. Sometimes I think there's naught beyond. But 'tis enough. He tasks me; he heaps me;I see in him outrageous strength, with an inscrutable malice sinewing it. That inscrutable thing is chiefly what I hate; and be the white whale agent, or be the white whale principal, I will wreak that hate upon him.

Moby Dick p167

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Therefore is was that Flask once admitted in private, that ever since he had arisen to the dignity of an officer, from that moment he had never known what it was to be otherwise than hungry, more or less. For what he ate did not so much relieve his hunger, as keep it immortal in him.

Moby Dick p154