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 craving warmth and beauty;
You settle for less than fascination --
 a few drinks later you're not so choosy.
And the closing lights strip off the shadows
 on this strange new flesh you've found --
Clutching the night to you like a fig leaf
 you hurry to the blackness
 and the blankets to lay down an impression
 and your loneliness.
   -- Joni Mitchell","index":14467,"permalink":"http://www.fortune.ninja/fortune/bsd_linux.html?id=14467","raw":"You go down to the pickup station,\n\tcraving warmth and beauty;\nYou settle for less than fascination --\n\ta few drinks later you're not so choosy.\nAnd the closing lights strip off the shadows\n\ton this strange new flesh you've found --\nClutching the night to you like a fig leaf\n\tyou hurry to the blackness\n\tand the blankets to lay down an impression\n\tand your loneliness.\n\t\t-- Joni Mitchell","success":true});