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“She leaned over and kissed his cheek. Every hair on his body stood at attention and he felt sweupt into the warm wind that blasted him when she got out of the car. He was lying on the horizon — his body was the mounain and his hair was the Santa Anas and his eyes were planets.” -Francesca Lia Block, Wasteland

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