Barry built a bed to beat his blues away, as bats (he found) and bars and babes never brought about any brilliant blissful new beliefs but rather broke and bore and burnt him out. Better to bury backed up brain-bog in business, like bees, with blueprints and blackwood than blazed and blurred nights with bleeding blank bank accounts. Best to beat away blues with blood blistered hands and bags of drillbits, buzzsaws and buffers than to blowtorch any bet on being beatific by……

okay i give up

to BEEEE continued. 

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