The Mack
Dandyism and flâneurie as radical/misguided street theater.
Before analysis can begin, we must venture out and collect data.
Dandyism and flâneurie as radical/misguided street theater.
“Awww, I like mushy stuff!”
Replete with images of loneliness, tedium, and paranoia.
They have no repertoire of bromantic chest-bumps.
Conveying emotional idealism via cluttered, awkward blocking.
She is wisdom, love, joy.
Otto will transcend the far too limiting punk-hippie dichotomy.
The hardboiled protagonist has developed a sentimentality-proof exoskeleton.
A chastened, bewildered, deeply grateful vector of southern-fried redemptive forces.
How to talk to people 10,000 years in the future.
He’s a prawn trapped in a net.
They refuse to live like “schnooks.”
A meme that has propagated from one pulp genre to another…
“One soldier more or less doesn’t make any difference, you know.”