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Chatterbox...dear Scrits postcards...
the post card of inverted plato & socrates
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...& if you're a Scrit


Or just a great impersonator...


True to your self-fulfilling prognosis, Sir, we have no faith of any postcard ever arriving at the preferred destination. And so they'll remain open for all to read and none to understand, not least of all not you.

Consider these as postcards from the collective psyche, tokens of our love, cinder of our desires, debts unpaid.

...P behind S, inverse. From us to the ear of the other, a stack of fan mail for you to read on the dartless slow days...


...the stack


Welcome back lads!

Much love

Kiran

Kiran
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Sat, 12 Jun 1999 at 20:04:54 GMT

Well then, (this may very well never reach its destination!) I think I'm the only 14-year-old 80s freak and Scritti fan around, correct me if I'm wrong...just wanted to tell you how much I love you, really, and thank you for being the only one of my idols that my mum approves of! (seeing as how she has trouble with Boy George, Marc Almond, Bowie, Duran Duran &c...)
Love always,
Khel.
xxxxx

Kheldara
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Wed, 09 Jun 1999 at 16:51:36 GMT

Hya Green,

it has been a very long time we've heard a bit of the new album in Steve's car, we liked the slow, softy, sweety one the best it was nice. Good luck see you on Top of the Pops.

Tara
T, A & E

P.S. Alys would be so thrilled to get an E-Mail from you - if you could spare a moment and if indeed this gets to you. E-Mail [email protected]

Theresa, Alys D and Ellie
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Sat, 5 Jun 1999 at 16:11:32 GMT

Where are you? I wonder if you recall the fun times we spent daydreaming at the Knox County Fair; the coy smiles, the sticky-sweet caramel popcorn, the 4H tent. Do you, dear? All I can do with myself these days is recall those beautiful wasted moments you spent tying and re-tying the lanyards on our sailboat ("They will look Just So", you said).

Oh Green, those days seem so long ago - and to a little funny bunny like me I guess they were - but I just wish we could frolic again on the shores of Lurve, arm-in-arm with that badly-painted clown you befriended back in New Mexico...

Anyway, even if you don't ever recall my smiling, loving visage again, please o' please release a new tune or two sometime before the rockchucks come "home."

Hugs and Kisses,
Asshat

(a) clockwork chicken/asshat #002
[email protected]
Fri, 26 Dec 1997 at 23:00:05 GMT




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