Dark Was the Night


When the bed bugs come biting at night, it isn’t an unfortunate event, its one part omen and three parts steamed soy. Not all the: ikea beds, state of the art espresso makers, giant stuffed teddy bears, prescription-less glasses, antique picture frames, books you’ll never read, bikes you’ll never ride and records you’ll never care about, in the city will ever fill up that cold, empty and beating loft apartment. You’re just gonna have that bedbug problem you don’t know how to get rid of.

These omens happen when you cast away those who don’t fear the things you do. Like a charm or an Indian dream catcher, they were responsible for removing those fears from you in the first place. Don’t employ them because of their aesthetics, employ them for their necessities.


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