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Sitting in a three-armed gown (fourth revision)

The technician in the aqua lab coat summoned the balding guy with the slightly bleeding shunt in the crook of his arm, with whom I had commiserated about the insipid iodine cocktail we were both sipping: he departed clutching at … Continue reading

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We can’t believe he went over the handlebars and how the asphalt scrambled his body We can’t believe it was his dream to straddle all that naked power We can’t believe those broken twisted dreams can ever be him again

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