Let me die with a hammer in my hand.
I pray its simply the weather. Lately, a very disconcerting fog/haze/rain, about twenty degrees colder than should be. It's summertime in the beautiful South. All I know is, I went from feeling like distilled silver itself to feeling like the greenish-gray lumps simmering and stinking in the sink. I haven't been to my apartment for a week. I feel
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"That depends a good deal on where you want to get to," said the Cat.
"I don't much care where-" said Alice.
"Then it doesn't matter which way you go," said the Cat.
"-so long as I get somewhere," Alice added as an explanation.
"Oh, you're sure to do that," said the Cat, "if you only walk long enough."
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