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Fickle Useful Nutjob

Today, I performed an amazing feat. Today, I felt almost all of my feelings. I was present; I hung around for myself. Whenever I drifted over into F.E.A.R.*, I wiggled my toes, and asked myself “Am I in the same … Continue reading

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