Saturday, February 18, 2012

networks

the memory of a friend's wi-fi ssid (which is also his apartment building's name) took me back to when i was 4 and my dad would sing me to sleep every night:

Pearly Shells,
From the ocean.
Shining in the sun
Covering the shore
When I see them
My heart tells me that I love you
More than all those little pearly shells

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pain

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