<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12689907</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:10:28.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE DWELLING AGE</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thedwellingage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12689907/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedwellingage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>buyayo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620315260935450513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12689907.post-113881344823614510</id><published>2006-02-01T09:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T10:53:44.853-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Knowledge is Power</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4506/127/1600/email.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4506/127/400/email.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.resonancelife.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt;RESONANCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333333;"&gt; for UCLA Dance Marathon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12689907-113881344823614510?l=thedwellingage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12689907/posts/default/113881344823614510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12689907/posts/default/113881344823614510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedwellingage.blogspot.com/2006_01_29_archive.html#113881344823614510' title='Knowledge is Power'/><author><name>buyayo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620315260935450513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12689907.post-113141909520070925</id><published>2005-11-07T19:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T19:06:43.936-08:00</updated><title type='text'>spam poetry #2</title><content type='html'>beautiful MOST POPULAR DEMANDING MEDS AT LOW $ miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;corner prison miserable wine comes turning?&lt;br /&gt;added use surely trees immediate tears,&lt;br /&gt;become short but appearance,&lt;br /&gt;book purpose cant away.&lt;br /&gt;calling stay planning.&lt;br /&gt;find some explain oh.&lt;br /&gt;sorry girls really supposedto fly sandwich?&lt;br /&gt;young sandwich you letter.&lt;br /&gt;husband oh wanted sugar.&lt;br /&gt;advantage proud important.&lt;br /&gt;calling hearing evil journey least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12689907-113141909520070925?l=thedwellingage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12689907/posts/default/113141909520070925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12689907/posts/default/113141909520070925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedwellingage.blogspot.com/2005_11_06_archive.html#113141909520070925' title='spam poetry #2'/><author><name>buyayo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620315260935450513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12689907.post-113087964706407646</id><published>2005-11-01T13:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T13:14:07.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4506/127/1600/halloween.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4506/127/400/halloween.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12689907-113087964706407646?l=thedwellingage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12689907/posts/default/113087964706407646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12689907/posts/default/113087964706407646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedwellingage.blogspot.com/2005_10_30_archive.html#113087964706407646' title='halloween'/><author><name>buyayo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620315260935450513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12689907.post-113053170850935686</id><published>2005-10-28T13:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T19:08:28.823-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spam Poetry #1</title><content type='html'>Sometimes spam mail's assemblage of words turns out to be something like a work of poetry, here are some pieces i dug up in my spam box:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAKE UR GIRL DIE FOR U, BIGGER UR SMALL D!CK companion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make drew turning steps tying?&lt;br /&gt;steps anything beautiful miserable social.&lt;br /&gt;social fascinate miserable window.&lt;br /&gt;am promised embarrass profession.&lt;br /&gt;yours she bad shining somewhere development,&lt;br /&gt;drew shining did fascinate end sugar?&lt;br /&gt;steps back steps how.&lt;br /&gt;force love fire not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camellia, your refill is due&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;clear stairs arms reply might, filled ten food sense?&lt;br /&gt;keeping kept summary thinking hearing least.&lt;br /&gt;goodbye slow supposedto did but certain,&lt;br /&gt;respect out choose better suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;wrong word raised how desire?&lt;br /&gt;idea talking food i.&lt;br /&gt;trees wrong might you enemy.&lt;br /&gt;affect telling development familiar.&lt;br /&gt;times showed tears approach wood.&lt;br /&gt;independent a wood bridge embarrass.&lt;br /&gt;twenty-one talking wonder off spot,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baron Bathtub Ought&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reveal barley cartwheel yoder bedevil nape lath circumpolar grommet indy brandeis aliphatic dredge accompanist pogo allegiant yugoslavia admitted half&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOU WILL SEE IMMEDIATE SIZEGAIN ON UR SMALL BROTHER immediate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reading did happened evening sugar&lt;br /&gt;out embarrass nothing letters thats evening&lt;br /&gt;force turning here did teach wife out development my out&lt;br /&gt;arms off thus drew edge explain am carefully steps black&lt;br /&gt;you young fly fascinate end he wife profession across immediate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12689907-113053170850935686?l=thedwellingage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12689907/posts/default/113053170850935686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12689907/posts/default/113053170850935686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedwellingage.blogspot.com/2005_10_23_archive.html#113053170850935686' title='Spam Poetry #1'/><author><name>buyayo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620315260935450513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12689907.post-112926132298826388</id><published>2005-10-13T20:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-13T20:42:02.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pogi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4506/127/1600/IMG_0033a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4506/127/400/IMG_0033a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12689907-112926132298826388?l=thedwellingage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12689907/posts/default/112926132298826388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12689907/posts/default/112926132298826388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedwellingage.blogspot.com/2005_10_09_archive.html#112926132298826388' title='Pogi'/><author><name>buyayo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620315260935450513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12689907.post-112854548160073054</id><published>2005-10-05T13:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T13:59:53.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>projectHERE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4506/127/1600/p_phere_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4506/127/400/p_phere_1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go to &lt;a href="http://www.resonancelife.com/"&gt;RESONANCE&lt;/a&gt; to buy a projectHERE totebag.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12689907-112854548160073054?l=thedwellingage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12689907/posts/default/112854548160073054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12689907/posts/default/112854548160073054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedwellingage.blogspot.com/2005_10_02_archive.html#112854548160073054' title='projectHERE'/><author><name>buyayo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620315260935450513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12689907.post-112641954234699747</id><published>2005-09-10T23:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T13:48:52.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>music for dwelling - curation #2</title><content type='html'>Sufjan Stevens - Illinois&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not really a curation, but picked up the album at Barnes &amp;amp; Noble after downloading it from Bittorrent (see people actually still buy cd's after dling) a few months ago. Been listening to it a lot ever since. Love the instrumentation, reminds me of my hs and ms band years, heh. Go Oboes! The song writing and delivery i think are just right, and they poses both a kind of innocence, as well as a depth and 'knowing-ness' that seem to come from a very keen and deep understanding of his subject matter. The whole album is pretty good and should be listened to in its entirety to get the full effect, tho i really like like # 16 'They Are Night Zombies!! They Are Neighbors!! They Have Come Back From The Dead!! Ahhhh!' (gotta love the titles, too). Will be interesting to follow this artist and see if he completes his goal of an album for every state, and how he plans to keep writing such great music for places he's yet to even visit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12689907-112641954234699747?l=thedwellingage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12689907/posts/default/112641954234699747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12689907/posts/default/112641954234699747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedwellingage.blogspot.com/2005_09_04_archive.html#112641954234699747' title='music for dwelling - curation #2'/><author><name>buyayo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620315260935450513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12689907.post-112641759006033532</id><published>2005-09-10T19:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T22:59:53.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>forgot my password</title><content type='html'>Forgot my password, so haven't posted for awhile, and cause i didnt feel the need to post, but i guess now i do. And now i remember my password. Anyhow, gonna post a new curation soon, well its not really a curation, but you'll see. Good music. Lots of things have happened since my last post. Went to San Jose for a bit, ended up there for 2 weeks, then went straight to Las Vegas for a week for the MAGIC show, a huge fashion convention/trade show for RESONANCE. Was crazy. If just the experience of Las Vegas wasn't strange enough, to be at the convention with almost every apparel brand there, and 1000's more you've never heard of is pretty overwhelming. In terms of streetwear, LRG was pretty much the IT brand. As one showgoer i overheard said while looking at awe at the crowds around the LRG booth (he said it so profoundly and his hands and arms gesticulating, it was almost amusing), "This is the biggest brand in the whole room." RESONANCE is better, heh. Well, at least i have to believe that it has the potential to be, or else i should just quit right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, yeh LV is a strange experience, so over the top and maddening, but at the same time so appealing. I recall thinking that its like Disneyland, but all f*ed up and seedy, a starry-eyed kid grown up into a vacuous millionaire rock star. We stayed at the Imperial Palace, slightly dingy and very tacky. After MAGIC we'd walk around looking for places to have dinner. The Bellagio is pretty cool, the watershow was impressive. The Wynn was pretty sweet, too. A friend from college was helping her mom at MAGIC had a comped room there cause her dad is a high roller of some sort. We had some champagne and talked about old professors. The room had an awesome view of the LV nightline. Surreal moment: all nine of us were all sitting in the hotel suite in our various spots overlooking Las Vegas sipping champagne and silently listening to 'God is Real' by India.Arie while mindlessly watching MTV's Sweet 16 on mute on the tele. Caesar's Palace has a really dumb show in the Forum Shops about Atlantis complete with jerkily-moving animatronics and awful sound effects, just walked past it on the way to the Cheesecake Factory; sad thing was people were all crowded around to see it, sorta felt embarrassed just being there, heh. But i guess to each their own, maybe it was somebody's trip highlight, i hope not tho. Paris was nice, ate at the buffet which was mediocre esp considering the price - had cool eating area at least, a faux outdoor old-Paris-at-twilight thing going on, we concluded that we paid more for the fake outdoors 'ambiance' than the quality of food. The Bellagio by far had the best buffet, and they've got an interesting dessert place in the hotel with hot chocolate cascading down glass plates... That 9.99 steak and lobster by the Flamingo was sorta gross. The Barbary Coast's after midnight breakfast was good, good price too. Heh, I become a Vegas buffet connoisseur, even read the Zagat review for the Paris restaurant while in line (lines as long as Disneyland, wheres fast pass?? or at least snapshots of you geefully stuffing yourself with sushi presented on screens on your way towards the exit...). Heh, and thats Las Vegas in a nutshell. Its difficult not to get suckered by all the ploys - all the sparkle and smoke in the air. At least when we went back to the Imperial Palace, there was a sense of reality in its deadness and desparation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm, but i dunno. It may seem really easy to place judgement on a place like Las Vegas as some warped insane place, after all it is nick-named 'Sin City', but after thinking about it, whats happening there it isnt all that different from whats happening in every other city, its more of a reflection of our own culture (abeit magnified maybe), whether thats a good or bad thing...But one thing is for sure, I wouldn't mind going back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, in my random recollections of things to type about 1 week after the trip, i didnt even write about any of the important things to happen like the possibility of a job in San Jose, RESONANCE going into debt and buying a $4,000 laser printer, or getting to meet our new screen-printers in San Fransisco, and any of the details i remember from those important happenings. Maybe some other day. All in all, the 3 weeks away from home, although pretty stressful and work intensive, were also in a way pretty fun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12689907-112641759006033532?l=thedwellingage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12689907/posts/default/112641759006033532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12689907/posts/default/112641759006033532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedwellingage.blogspot.com/2005_09_04_archive.html#112641759006033532' title='forgot my password'/><author><name>buyayo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620315260935450513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12689907.post-111592627651159026</id><published>2005-05-12T12:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T12:31:16.516-07:00</updated><title type='text'>music for dwelling - curation #1</title><content type='html'>bjork - aurora&lt;br /&gt;tycho - pbs/kae&lt;br /&gt;lamb - angelica&lt;br /&gt;the kings of convenience - the weight of my words (four tet remix)&lt;br /&gt;lemon jelly - '95 aka make things right&lt;br /&gt;frou frou - it's good to be in love&lt;br /&gt;the postal service - such great heights&lt;br /&gt;the flaming lips - yoshimi battles the pink robots pt. 1&lt;br /&gt;coldplay - speed of sound&lt;br /&gt;pinback - fortress&lt;br /&gt;ocean colour scene - the day we caught the train&lt;br /&gt;rilo kiley - more adventurous&lt;br /&gt;david kitt - dance with you&lt;br /&gt;masters of the hemisphere - give me something clearly&lt;br /&gt;belle and sebastian - if you're feeling sinister&lt;br /&gt;pinback - loro&lt;br /&gt;kings of convenience - misread&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeahs - maps&lt;br /&gt;c.o.c.o. - #1&lt;br /&gt;ursula 1000 - jackie go!&lt;br /&gt;ursula 1000 - samba 1000&lt;br /&gt;thievery corporation - coming from the top&lt;br /&gt;de-phazz - the mambo craze&lt;br /&gt;astrud gilberto - girl from ipanema&lt;br /&gt;de-phazz - death by chocolate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12689907-111592627651159026?l=thedwellingage.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12689907/posts/default/111592627651159026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12689907/posts/default/111592627651159026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thedwellingage.blogspot.com/2005_05_08_archive.html#111592627651159026' title='music for dwelling - curation #1'/><author><name>buyayo</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17620315260935450513</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12689907.post-111536027604193355</id><published>2005-05-05T23:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T19:42:34.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'>heh, this is gonna last about a day...</title><content type='html'>well ive finally decided to post on blogger...mm i dunno why, but yeh. i dunno what i'm even gonna write about quite yet, but i guess it'll just happen. i've actually had a blogger account for sometime now, but never published one. so yeh, i'm not gonna commit myself to maintaining it, or thinking about it too much or too seriously. this will proly last a day, then i'll forget about it, or reconsider having a blog and never use it again, but thats ok. the Dwelling Age is just gonna be a place where i can post, when i want to, with what i want to, nothing more or less than just that. like the title states, this will be a place to simply write, and when i mean write i mean it in the basest way, whatever comes to mind, kinda stream of consious, though honestly i dunno if that term is too existentialist, or too specific for what i am doing. It will be a simple place for my random thoughts to live, recorded, displayed for the internet, typos adn all (i have found you can read more into emails and such by examining the typos and inconsistencies, almost like a second layer of information to be read, sorta like graphology, but thats another post i guess) . I highly doubt any literary gems will come out of this place, nor will it be any place of special interest, or hold any entertainment value, in fact if anyone reads this I think i will be a bit embarrassed, and probably not by any of the specific content, but just the whole boring mess i think it might become and because i think it will verify the mid-low level at which my brain functions. but if it does become a useless, boring database, then at least it has a fitting title. i really enjoy the title i was able to come up with, i like the connotations i get from it, even how "The Dwelling Age" sounds and looks, heh. so to anyone who reads this, or maybe just me reading it in retrospect sometime in the future, i'd like to welcome you to my little corner of the internet. Welcome to a place where time is illusory slower, and things are a little bit stranger, light is a little bit brighter, but the shadows are a little bit longer. Its the world as i see it, my life as i live it. 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