sometime in the last week or two i had a wild, hard, violent fling with joe strummer, the late great frontman of the clash. for about six nights we couldn't keep our hands off eachother. i dug up every song and film clip i could find. i was just entranced by his cool rebellious ways and intelligent brutality. i discovered he really had a beautiful face... its almost always contorted in guttural song, but i still saw past the surface beast and recognized there was beauty there. even with the pale skin, even with the bad teeth, something about him was...is, lovely. god bless you joe.
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