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[selfdefeatist]

There is a precision to mowing lawns that appeals to me. I enjoy the monotony, tempered only by the occasional make-shift shrapnel of pine cones and small limbs. While mowing, I have the best opportunity for silent contemplation, despite the vocal rage of the machine. It is something you can slip beneath, actually, a constant which prevents

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[saikanobaka]

Hmmm... I have to mow the lawn today also, but I'd hate to tell you what I think about when I do it...