
Repo Man
Otto will transcend the far too limiting punk-hippie dichotomy.
Codes and myths, narratives and icons, rituals and representations.

Otto will transcend the far too limiting punk-hippie dichotomy.

“People say, you know, I’m an idiot or something."

The cake has always been at odds with Indian culture.

The hardboiled protagonist has developed a sentimentality-proof exoskeleton.

“Heavy boots of lead / Fills his victims full of dread."

Blursday the fortyteenth of Maprilay.

A chastened, bewildered, deeply grateful vector of southern-fried redemptive forces.

He’s a prawn trapped in a net.

"Some people simply do not belong."

They refuse to live like “schnooks.”

"Yes, sir. I'm your pal."

“One soldier more or less doesn’t make any difference, you know.”

"Just snake a tube down her nose."

“Bless me, what an unpleasant journey!”