Needs for this Space: Hangover. Beating Heart. Open Mind. Poor Penmanship. Machiavellian Sense of Surrender. Stinky Breath Chihuahua. Tear Ducts. Frozen Juice Pops. Five or Six Minutes of Free Time. Fingers.
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11.13.2010
PASSAGE:
The world is getting weirder and weirder. Huge things are happening at speeds too high to measure, or even fathom, in the brain of a normal human. We are like moths in a blizzard.
