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BushLick: Brooklyn’s Golden Age.

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Share This. Brooklyn’s Golden Age is the world’s smallest inside joke. What looks like the amber glow of nostalgia-in-the-making is really the piss-yellow stain left by life mocking its own existence. It’s the epitome of ironic indifference, grandiose and self-referential, because there is no manifesto, only i. Dumbstruck, like a fly on the wall glued to its own death, dreamers flounder here in their own self-regarding endgames in soiled back-alley Read More

Sleepy Head.

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Share This.Sleepy Head. by Carly Sioux Play Song to Begin Story. Passion Pit – “Sleepyhead“

Portraits of Reflection.

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Share This.Portraits of Reflection by Carly Sioux. Press Play to Begin Story. Tchaikovsky 4. Forbidden.   WE SAW.   Word(s).   On Second Thought.   Under Electric Light.   Cold and Bright.   Resistance To.   Guts and Heart.   Glued Together.   Preoccupied?   Don’t Get Any Bright Ideas.   Welcome to The Dollhouse.

Lonesome Hunter.

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Share This.Lonesome Hunter. by Carly Sioux. Press Play to Begin Story. Timber Timbre ‡ “Lonesome Hunter” LOOK! Suicide Bride. For $20…   “No Comment.”   Evidence of His Affection.   One Bad Reputation.   What’s Hiding in Your Closet?   “Not I.”   Found Happiness in A Bar.   “Meh.”   Asshole.   Prick!   “ENOUGH!”   Arrived At Heaven’s Gate.   While Floating in Space.   Wished Upon A Fallen Read More

Sign Language.

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Share This.Sign Language. by Carly Sioux. Press Play to Begin Story. Syncopation by nimalany