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[butcherboard]

Eyeball was dry suddenly. Like that "sand" that you get when you've been asleep all night, like it was developing in my eye. I rubbed it with my index finger, and examined it. Some kind of mucous. The monitor in front of me had blinking message boxes up, people trying to talk to me online. I took off my glasses with my right hands and scrubbed

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[seppuku_files]

Shit. None of this is fiction.

[_______nuncora]

when i read 'this record keeps skipping', the very record to which i am listening skipped.

how much wood

[perspirant]

you remind me of chuck pahlaniuk. in fact, im going to call you chuck. if i had the energy to turn my sentences into something even remotely sensical, i would probably try to emulate your style. but as it is, i will continue to fall back on ecletic sexual bullshit to fulfill my inner journalistic obligations. yay.