"Madonna, Mistress, I shall build for you an altar of my misery, and hew out of my heart's remote and midnight pitch, far from all worldly lust and sneer, a niche enameled totally in gold and blue where I shall set you up, and worship you."
-Baudelaire
Friday, June 29, 2007
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