Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Wassily Kandinsky Red Spot II painting

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Descending, he was serenaded by an orchestrated version of an old Sheryl Crow tune with all the sex squeezed out of it and with a perkiness squeezed in, retaining only the skin of the melody to wrap a different and less tasty variety of sausage. In this fallen world, even the most insignificant things, like pop tunes, were inevitably corrupted.He and Dunny, both thirty-seven now, had been each other’s best friends from the age of five until they were twenty. Raised in the [48] same worn-down neighborhood of crumbling stucco bungalows, each had been an only child, and they’d been as his choice of a life outside the law even as Ethan had been training to enforce it. Poverty and the chaos of living underto ensure that no one would ever again dare to tell him what to do or ever again make him live by rules other than his own.close as brothers.Shared deprivation had bonded them, as had the emotional and the physical pain of living under the thumb of alcoholic fathers with fiery tempers. And a fierce desire to prove that even the sons of drunks, of poverty, could be someone, someday.Seventeen years of estrangement, during which they had rarely spoken, dulled Ethan’s sense of loss. Yet even with everything else that weighed on his mind right now, he was drawn into a melancholy consideration of what might have been.Dunny Whistler cut the bond between them with

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