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Wednesday Nov 27, 2002

Nov 26, 2002
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What is this? I"m not sure.

"Hello?"

That was strange. Make a cup of coffee, climb a ladder, walk on the roof, or no, pace...pace and talk.

"So, uh..."

Sip the coffee, the first taste ever, "this is coffee!" like that scene in WINGS OF DESIRE, you know? yes, yes, you know.

"Um..."

This is strange. standing on a rooftop talking, but in a hushed tone. sip my coffee, a little bitter, strong: good stuff. pace on the roof, the wind is blowing, and talk. what's that you said? oh no, go ahead.

"weird..."

Is this how my voice sounds? it is strange. your voice? not strange, but new. I'm pacing here. all new. The roof seems soft in spots. I don't want to fall through. But go on, I'm listening. My voice? christ, how odd.

"well..."

sipping my coffee. shoot. all gone. i'll sip anyway. how very strange, but I'm on a rooftop and no one can see me, except...no, not even they can. Creepy crawly rooftop lurker, and I'm talking.

"..."

I feel like...well, I should at least be indoors, in a cafe somewhere, inside, where it's warm, full cup of coffee, sip it like it's the first one I've ever had, and find it satisfying. weird. All new. face to face? It's so very, very strange.



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lil_tuffy:
I'm too self-absorbed to kill myself.
Nov 27, 2002
nudwig:
who's it be? who's it be? more than a twin with the choice at 3. a man without quicksand because of his words at hand... and foot. a jealous fool looks on with awe offering help from his magic book. lemme see lemme see, the this matches the that and that's the same as thee while the quicksandless man laughs... the fool realizes he's just the Carpie to the Crane...
Nov 27, 2002

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