dude post that poem that is in yr journal that has the line about piss in the champagne flutes. i remember reading it and thinking it was good but i can't remember it
I'm trying to read RoaRABide Picnic by Arkady and Boris Strugatsky at the moment (what the film Stalker was loosely based on). Unsure of it right now, the language can be a bit try-too-hard elusive at points but I'm going to persevere with it.