Thursday, July 02, 2009
Analect 2.523x
2 July 2009. White blotch on dark rubber tread, marked in long sweeping blow with a ball-ended stick--the most attentive meter maid. Her rickety vehicle--primarily white, toned-down--a kind of glorious tri-cycle with financial intent--the goal here is revenue. Be glad for a job...
A field with cows--an entire plain, that is. A sea of cattle, all descended from a few 16th century Spanish strays. Vacas criollas. In the early roundups the Argentine countrymen would use the term repuntar--the moment when the tide begins to rise or fall--to describe this vast flow...
Unending gathering...
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