the BRUTAL, UGLY truth of my FABULOUS, BEAUTIFUL life.



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12:27 p.m. + 2004-09-29 = ducks in a skewed row.

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No, that is not the sound of the man working on the chain. It is, however, the sound of coffeemachine nearly finishing its sole purpose in inanimate-life. The harmony is provided the, as always, reliable [as useless] tenor, Limbo. One may either hum or hmm along.

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comments?? --->[thisaway]--->[[looks to me as though there are...]]---> 0 repercussions thus far

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[prologue] *** [epilogue] ***[plottwist!]

[[erstwhile]] ***** [[forthwith]]

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me
&
you
or
us
&
them
else...
immortality!



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