Trying, for a change, to skip the train of thought
the train of thought that led to... how do these add up?
trying, for a change, to skip the details and explanations.
stop making sense
only the absolute certainty of one imediate, ultimate, and shamefull need:
for the provision ex machina
who comes in singing
Roxanne, you don´t have to wear that dress tonight.
Those days, Roxanne, my dearest,
are over.
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