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From: Dom Borax
To: Stacey Marchenkova
Sent: Sunday, May 16th, 1999 11:11 PM
Subject: RE RE RE RE RE RE another drink
Oh Fuck, I’ve screwed it haven’t I? I’m so sorry.
Can I ring you?
----- Original Message -----
From: Stacey Marchenkova
To: Dom borax < mailto:printthisplease@printthis.com >
Sent: Monday, May 17th, 1999 23:52 PM
Subject: RE RE RE RE RE RE RE Another drink
you haven’t screwed it...it’s me…it’s gotten all complicated…
I’m sorry for being all cryptic now…
I think it’s only fair we sit down and talk…clear the air…
I really like you…but something odd has happened…
something I didn’t expect…
and you’re such a nice guy… truly…one of the nicest I’ve ever met…
now I’m raving…
see this is why I try and keep disconnected…it gets all confusing…
I mean I really understand those people that hide behind branded clothing and cool hunting as an excuse to not feel…
all they care about is the conversation of the next big thing…cause the moment we take it all away what’s left?
Just us, I guess…and then pain, fear, tears, loneliness all creep in
And I’m fucking bitch…I’m such a fucking bitch
So sorry
Let’s meet and talk…please
And then maybe not write for a bit…
----- Original Message -----
From: Dom Borax
To: Stacey Marchenkova
Sent: Tuesday, May 18th, 1999 8:32 AM
Subject: RE RE RE RE RE RE RE RE another drink
Okay where do you want to meet?
Somewhere not too bitchy, right?
How about that spiritual bookshop in Edward Street? Perfect place for a Nihilist, right?
And I know it stinks of patchouli oil but maybe we could get irritated over the sleepily aggressive hippies instead of ourselves. I’d prefer that.
I still think you’re excellent by the way – whatever.
Dom
