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This evening Hugo and I got on the Brooklyn bound 3 train with Anakin Skywalker, Queen Amidala and certain Prof. Jones who was probably coming from some faculty meeting at Columbia University. While Skywalker and Jones chatted quietly, We noticed a group of other younger folks in the car who were ‘somebodies,’ but in my ignorance I could …
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Smoke invades through my closet, it fills up the bathroom, it lingers in the hall, be it 7am or a few minutes before tomorrow- midweek. It is a nuisance. -Lice. My head is made unacceptably thicker from the smell in the air. Call the cops. Slaughter, as cattle, by severing the spinal cord. If only. If only. …
“You shouldn’t have taken him away from me.We were going to be together… when I finished with the world.We were going to keep each other company… in the dark.But I’m on my own. We’re all on our own.The grave is lonely. But living is worse.”
