Location: savannah, ga.
Specialty: eroguro.
| two months ago, set scattered a heaping trail of coffee grounds at bitteruse-- a performer to an installation artist and a photographer. it turned and foiled its own demise, crossing its own paths till the end of one hundred meters where nothing was to be earned. he started at the beginning and worked his way back, washing down the powder with cigarette ashes, burnt matchheads, and watered down vodka. his bones broke the skin and his shoulder blades caved out-- he vomitted twice before he was rushed to the ER because no one could figure out what was wrong. six weeks ago, set was buried alive for a television feed. he didn't get a coffin-- he was covered in a sheet, tossed in a burlap sack, and thrown in a slatted crate and covered up with six feet of worms and dirt. he stopped breathing for ten minutes, but he came to really quick-- happy for the achievement and the recording, but sicker for the sake of it. twenty-six days ago, set played russian roulette with a german dragqueen, a norweigan war fanatic, and an ex-whore from amsterdam at the red kite for a crowd of three hundred seventy two people. they played three rounds before the norweigan clipped his forehead and caught the whore in the chest-- wrecking one of her implants beyond conventional repair. forty-eight hours ago, set quit his medication. |
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