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dk: look, a conversation within which it is not obvious that one of the parties--in this case yourself--hasn't the faintest idea what he is talking about on the most basic descriptive level is not any fun.
it is not fun, it is not interesting.
no conversation is possible.
it is of no particular concern to me what you imagine the state is of the bizarre-o contest that you imagine this to be.
enjoy yourself thinking whatever you think of it.
but so far as i am concerned, this is a waste of time.
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a gramophone its corrugated trumpet silver handle
spinning dog. such faithfulness it hear
it make you sick.
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