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Two of the cuts off this album, Fluconazol online bestellen and Fluconazole capsules 150 mg price are from jam sessions with a band of fellows called The Ding-Danglers. In its original incarnation, the Ding-Danglers consisted of Andrew Dieck, Michael Newton, Ted Quinlan, and myself. Almost everything was improvised, and when things worked, well, I think it was very beautiful. Below are some pictures of the Ding-Danglers from around the time those two tracks were recorded.

Ding-Danglers Michael Newton (left) and Ted Quinlan (right) with friend in bag

Ding-Dangler Andrew Dieck and me (I am also a Ding-Dangler)

Ding-Danglers Michael Newton (on top) and Andrew Dieck (on bottom)

Ding-Dangler Michael Newton

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I am on a train, and I remember or revise being on another train and now a field; I step in the snow and watch as I take another into the cracking of my boots into the ice and my breath, not everything about it, but my breath is smoky like thick smoke of a foliage sucking the fire and air into it and simply applying all things to that and seeing what comes out: hunching the shoulders and sitting in a room listening to a speaker box trying to impress those sitting to them-what it must of felt to walk by that sound everyday and then hurt those kids later or the basis of everything-a block of cement to walk closer to the regret that comes from not missing someone but grows the same anyway. -And you, a man, know truth-all truth? in every sense? in its actuality even greater than this nothingness that all men carry and burden themselves; your truth that you know-and you know that? -Yes, I know the truth. 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