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[indigo_savages]

For me, the usual clarity and spruceness of this season is shot through with the heat of mammals, like the way claustrophobia probably feels, or maybe a little like flu. I know how to love accordingly, but as a singularity, humanity grabs me by the throat

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[hermit01]

I sense that this is about someone or some event in particular.

Am I right?