Noertker's Moxie
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- the long greens and yellows - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- Hunchy Hackett - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- I am scarcely the outer world - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- not sure that it was not a parcel - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- there were connoisseurs - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- preferred to have his back to his destination - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- Watt’s was a funambulistic stagger - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- science of the locked door - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- a fine full apron of green baize - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- and he sits in the red gloom - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- premonitions of harmony are irrefragable - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- the Laurel into Daphne - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- modes of ululation – bitter, hollow, mirthless - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- onions and peppermints – turn and turn about - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- figments of the id - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- all the gold and white and blue - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- choon the piano - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- a ravanastron hung, on the wall, from a nail, like a plover - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- the strings are in flitters - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- simple games that time plays with space - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- this hairbreadth departure - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- a little plated trowel - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- the stairs that never seemed the same stairs - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- a pillow of old words, for a head - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- a little off the hooks - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- a picture hanging on the wall, from a nail - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- the circle sailed steadfast in its white skies, with its patient breach forever below - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- like the centuries that fall, from the pod of eternity - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- tenth-rate xenium - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- a fragment of rigmarole reread - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- this long chain of consistence - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- the three frogs - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- the theatre of a similar conglutination - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- floccillating his hard hat - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- red, bluer, yellowist - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- in our windowlessness, in our bloodheat, in our hush - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- through this jocose this sniggering muck - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- peers in peace - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- except in moments of delirium, or during the service of the mass - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- the sun, so long obnubilated - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- The Mathematical Intuition of the Visicelts - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- two by two the eyes put forth their curious beams - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- an occasional raucous sally - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- the issuing smokes mingled to vanish - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- the fricatives in particular were pleasing - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- the grey air aswirl with vain entelechies - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- in his skull the voices whispering their canon were like a patter of mice - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- Watt was an old rose now, and indifferent to the gardener - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
- threne - in flitters 49 bits from B*ck*tt - Noertker's Moxie
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