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[ footsteps a little too well timed to simply be the footfalls of someone walking to or from somewhere---- and even without the music more like...well, what it is: a dance, induced of course by these shoes... ]
For goodness' sake...
Somehow I don't think this is exactly what Gen X had in mind.
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There are...games. Where you...you know, have to pick a favorite movie, well actually it's usually five or ten of them---anyway you pick which ones you would take with you if you were stranded on a, um desert...island. That's I guess assuming there's some way to watch them....I mean, why else would you would you... be bringing them, right?
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[ That muffled sound of something being dragged or mopped rather across the speaker device followed by a quiet breath. ] There.
I... I don't think it could be cleaner.
Well maybe just---
[ Another muffling of any and all sound before it clicks back into off. ]
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❝...❞ (voice) back-dated to around 8am this morning
[ A light clearing of her throat here, but it's more a prepping of voice really before she pauses and then, of course, speaks. ]
I guess for those who are new to Westerberg--faculty, staff, and students--I should introduce myself. I'm Emma Pillsbury, the guidance counselor. My office is located in the corridor off of the main administration wing, ( Read more... ) -
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I can't sleep. I can't---
I don't want to.
...does...does anyone...
[ pause, a muffled clattering noise as she sets the device down and refocuses her thoughts on her intent for this entry rather than all the reasons she would just...prefer not to. this is necessary to salvage what peace of mind she has left... ]...I'm sorry, I should...it would ( Read more... )
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