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Слушать(AI)My Nose Is Growing Old
Yup.
A long lazy September lookin the mirrorsay it's true.
I'm 31and my nose is growingold.
It starts about 1/2an inchbelow the bridgeand strolls geriatricallydownfor another inch or so:stopping.
Fortunately, the restof the nose is comparativelyyoung.
I wonder if girlswill want me with anold nose.
I can hear them nowthe heartless bitches!"He's cutebut his noseis old."
Richard Brautigan
Richard Gary Brautigan (January 30, 1935 – ca. September 16, 1984) was an American novelist, poet, and short story writer. His work often clinic
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