A Multitudinous mass of masques, mania, musings, mutterings, mini-mutilations (and anything else you could possibly ever possibly hope to dream of) , and all from the glitter-and-gloom art-obsessed chimera brain of a po-mo homo/fledgling tattooist.
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Cleopatra (1963)
“From the first instant I saw you, entering Rome on that monstrous stone beast, shining in the sun like a little gold toy how I envied Caesar. Went suddenly sick with it. Not his conquests or his triumphs. Not his titles of the mob. I envied him you.”
