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yuppish, someday, I guess, buy furniture from Marshall Fields furniture department, major league, triple a, which is better, I don't know, wind sucks for those of us with contacts, well, for me anyway, always getting grit or something underneath, just between the lens and the eyeball, very uncomfortable, things go, things stay, musn't wonder about other things today, should be working, not just playing, wandering around reading the lurking, roughen my hands, manual labor, need no swordfights with knife or saber, train horn blows, i rode it just yesterday, public transportation down by the bay, weather changing, hot to cool, wonder what it does when i go back to school, pick me up and shake me out, batter me like the rugs that need dusting, loosen all the cobwebs, shake off all the dirt, need to remember memories are just that and no more, it's easier when there isn't any active thought or participation involved, i wonder who harris-45b is, i really do. who are you? do i know you? friends from before, total stranger, just someone anyone, anywhere
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