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I don't know why people feel compelled to share that they're writing from a place uncommon from the one where they typically reside,but I too feel this urge. It feels like a lewd public act to some degree. Like a really watered down version of having sex in a parking lot. Or pissing on the wall outside of an elementary school. When you do those things you're spreading filth. In public. And here I am, smearing my inner dialogue against unseen glass walls. 12:07 p.m. - Wednesday, Jan. 14, 2009 |
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