Me landing. You almost fell over. Gently wander around standing up. Just kids. A little adults. It was ringing wild dog crap.

Every day I can't see anything different. Lumpen sings his nose in a frantic cheerfulness. The flock of pigeons are following the scattered breadcrumbs. Whirlpool. I feel like I'm the only one left behind in space. Being annoyed by the glitch, I could not help but mourn my self-powerlessness in struggle.

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