Green is mostly invisible to me. In natural tones, without contrast, it is indistinguishable from brown or yellow; or red, which also looks like purple and pink sometimes.
Colours are to me ephemeral and fleeting. I am unable to think relatively about shades if I can't compare them side-by-side. My memories of colours don't stick. I have colour dementia before I have everything-else dementia.
I'm interested in the things that can be lost, that's why I've called this The Price Of Green.
The Price of Green is updated every three days or something.
A note on the Last.fm user name. Sexy Dan was title character in a comic I use to draw, back in 2005. He was a fat, misanthropic coward. The whole thing was awful. Just like the knife in the breeze announcing winter. Just like a needle in a children's playground. Just like you.
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