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the cost of this text
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the cost of this text
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blooms
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turn to text as a material relation friend even passing
through through too the relative and not the preposition
beyond which evens can be willed can become a will
the cost of this text
will not be charged to your account save as alms for
oblivion next stop sins of omission period then spent as
some residual of family of kids of kidders of kind of you
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filling holes in its public private finance initiatives with
grammatical compromises c/o ruled resemblances
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stories for hugs for references for letters of recommendation
for marking for cleaning for the love of living of doing of
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like highdays and holidays over a dance of rest not rested
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the dirty to do the cleaning to do the childcare to look after
the young the sick the infirm the not quite with it or just
those who can ill afford the time off from instrumentality
to sharpen their lyric mulch into something resembling
potlach come res publica
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of have you considered yourself as this unit as mental labour
as this having impact
the cost of this text
is subject to sudden hikes sudden inflationary pressures
surfactants in residuals at the copa-copacabana the hottest
press south of the prospect of never quite making it on the
long march through the letter press stapler more pressing
outfit quandry slipper or trainer or brogue
the cost of this text
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spam
the cost of this text
cannot be recouped from the babysitter from sheer loss of
having taken slices extracts from the texture of its loss of
human contact spent in page over screen over the decision
that writing take up the gloss of its priority as the spectacle
of the suspension of the ethical tuned to stations of the
the cost of this text
is no demon of the analogy but a vector more digital
than thou more dreamt in the clam sparking readiness
to surrender agent blurb the heavy breathing the ain’t no
fountain frank enough but coming to get you
the cost of this text
is inclusive of the course fee and you will not be required
to write a report on its many longueurs and white spaces
singing hey ho the grammarbot
the cost of this text
whatever it is put a spell on me scuse me while I kiss the sky
the cost of this text
will be yours for the asking the question made substantive
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sixpence of said possessive what’s yours is ours is mine again
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splice no split infinitive where none intended none taken
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said threaded sky recently kissed just so much for the textile
dampers outsourced to china
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eighth type of ambiguity herein named the party of the first
and the party of the last quite so quite becoming end quotes
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sweatshop ash in the hacker’s gulag now stung by news of
new old stock bucket brigade chip shift delays held to live
work deficits sewn into the label as a spine
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is as powerful as the kind fictions against which revolts
the active purse so turning a forlorn binding of celluloid
election for a fixed term without fear of coalition jitters and
of fear of well fear of the genitive in general
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be shown to be so pressing as to bring new urgency to the
needs of the definite article as in reason not the need
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between surging cupboards of cliché and unintended leaps
into after party sales here’s to speculative revery enjoyed by
revolutionary optimists everywhere
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the cost of this text
will forever evade the question of paying back a percentage
of its profits to the objects of its unacknowledged
imperialism
the cost of this text
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to consider set to inhibit if not prevent easy adoption for
fresh composition on the textbook slop shop thank you for
paying by direct debit
the cost of this text
has not been charged to your account but can be imagined
as a proportion of the total labour expended in the name of
social reproduction divided by the unit cost of its current
production
the cost of this text
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losses
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of reasonable doubts but not half the noun it used to be
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minimalist tat now on line cooing still to the softer sell
maximalist montage why don’t you now set me free why
don’t you now
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never be paid or tendered that cuts up rough when asked to
declare its position on the future of trident
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in a moist sculpture of definite substantives turning articles
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photocopy on fibre stall likely as a loss notice in the seriality
of how oft the perceived film contracts war in the analogue
just as the get go gets real gets reality
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resemblance to a spontaneous outpouring of secondary
sentiments puffed up into a price ratio of private incomes
recollected in the counting houses of tranquility
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where to be alive is to be quite other than to wish only for
standing room dead set against constituting itself as a hot
ticket even for the hottest spot north of Havana
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with by the dentists of the imagination
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plummeting prosody of loyal managers set on reconstituting
poetry with a capital p what’s that spell
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production to be photographed in disappointing postures
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fingerprints
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abating
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significant reduction in the demands of the private sector
and a new willingness to wear redistributive vests on sleeves
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put up and shut up and will play no part in the coming
academic audit
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cannot be understood as a fraction of your weekly shop
but usually works out at something like twice the number
you first thought of but still less than the minimum wage
dreamt of by students of the Parnassian gamble
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question of matter as matter with matter and free data
bundles will fly
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shown that is the colour of bank vectors that is the both
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cost of this blusher taped onto due diligence on an itinerary
of triangular livings shed bung in the glitz barn there where
the dream is all piano and Busby Berkeley takes to the
ivories habitual axes gone fishing who is the cost of this
tadpole puritan in same sort antideterminist balloon anyone
for the great spandrel hike their very landscape is the costing
now cross-checking the polka lip on a sufficient pale fumble
the cot rarely occurs in a pure form it is difficult for the
banal to sulk in tapes in hi fatigues no more than passwords
to the cost cutting exercise promised to aerial brooms axes
of passage their exits and their defenses the apartments take
on the cake of the slice now on the level
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loom way over the asking price and slipper top as from the
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pop cherry sordid in the rope of words
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irony
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boards let’s hear it for dubstep doom taking the bird’s eye
tin pan alley dirt scan fuzz test
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bar and no matter not that it is matter
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prospects of the haves as against the had and looks forward
to the hands of unelected googlers with the eagerness of a
copy that is fresh and hot
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wonderful people out there in the dark now ready for the
sweet talk of social justice and border controls
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is as sharp as the cut against the bias of its own love of
textile design
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after more than a week’s pocket money blown on digital
persistence amid the screen memories of theory and the
sublime discount qua donate qua crash cuts
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is more than anything a measure of scoured vineyards
porous to telephone broom toes blended into squalid
pickling ores
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cameras ready or not here come the cuts the cuts so slavishly
bound to be savage or deep or necessary and plural or just
plain daft
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and half a pound of sterling crises set against bond markets
doing it for the gross as does for rogue statements that’s the
way the sub-prime fiscal biscuit goes
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underlying economics boosted to barking sub mix scupper
set to audit surplus the picquant tread flamers marches
to mumble infoprole grists set to hack and dung shy of a
bloom
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do less than the sum of its smart pack less than the plume
of its parting less than the thumb huh baroque let’s get
metrical
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exponentially free at the cusp the scourge of syntax yet
scarcely made it through the steer burns
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teal into the dripping or stale terrain stuck in grey data
provoking the cost of clog bristle taken to task and sent
zones in this outage so who distills the emotional busker
one of the basic situationist costs of this rapid passenger
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passes
the cost of this text
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paper
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before sweet ascension amid sunday painters
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what black craft sings kitsch and night pathos
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its royal blue stamp dressing a transparency
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count their blessing as spurned hieroglyphs
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find the flutters of party loyalty too much to
put in writing like flogging some old Fluxus
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on its worn tools so that something sweeter
than flawed fragments become fallen spoils
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summer held open then snatched back like
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mark the grace spring to void the fruitiness
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for some renewal of monochrome raiments
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to severance in relics of selvage, abundant
bathos in the engineering of earthy canals
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sold for cold comfort renewing a monthly
cycle whose rate of return is replenishing
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does dark metaphor for its calculus then
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bauble of its darkly contrapuntal faces
the weight of this line
dances a glut singing hey liggers how
does your garden praxis grow contra
mammon slash Saatchi close brackets
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to the gilt and bond market, but puts
its shoulder to a rights issue pending
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for every kissed glue or postcard op
how the message sticks the medium
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news still filters in from its situation
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increasingly note its press pack
now in other news marked late
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returns as yet unknown in a rate
of profit that falls and then sighs
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sings a living wage in how even
its most feeble accommodations
are a part and parcel made good
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just as this mouth bites in time
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the stapled blundering digits
the never feels movable type
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as its weeping willow goes
to ground to found capital
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as what fruits are bloody
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seizure as glass ceilings
take but gutter to heart
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quango of an imagined
given still up for taking