refugee

[pseudonymjones]

As foretold, the waters rose a third time. Men in masks descended on Matthew's office and tore the walls asunder. Knocked over cabinets, disassembled desks, and ran great polyurethane tubes through the rubble. Industrial fans rip the humid air and disperse the spores the sprouted in the moist carpet

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[diello]

Have you, like so many of our LiveJournal brethren, moved on after the dust settled from The Big Migration? You didn't leave a note, and I would very much enjoy reading about Matthew's office-closet and other adventures.

[pseudonymjones]

I'm here still. Or rather, I'm here again. Or I never actually was here.