Gridcosm

Level 3504 of 4709
Started on Jan 24, 2011.
Completed on Jan 28, 2011.

Artist matrix

Grid poem

Won't you take me down to the very last city where the seaweed is a sort of drab brown colour and the women spend their days searching the web fcc timid -ly just like on the teevee with a count of one … two … "It's over?" she said. To which he replied: I may be dumb and you may have bad taste... oh, and nothing's impossible, especially not a freakin' triangle.

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