ingredients: words (ransom) jitter and explain | supers ask the big
questions, but you’re distracted by the brunette, you | ok, ignore the
overamped rgb boy, but you’ll be right at home with the rollin’ suburban primates | little bit of parking lot, little bit of nature (came first), then disks re-orient the whole | covet thy neighbor’s half-machine wife, then you’re slung back to the beginning, welcomed so warmly, milksmell, by the baby (that’s (a) promise)
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