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Feb 11, 2005 13:38

The Girl had come upon an epiphany, that is to say she hit it rather than waiting for it to hit her. Like a caged creature, the Epiphany transversed her head, bounced of the walls. She finally mumbled to herself, "Death and taxes aside, there isn't much that a good cigarette and a strong cup of coffee cannot cure." She paused introspectively before ( Read more... )

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metrocarrecluse February 11 2005, 12:16:32 UTC
This is quite possibly one of the most beautiful and well written things I've read in some time.

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