
The Mack
Dandyism and flâneurie as radical/misguided street theater.
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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.”