But then show me a post that is about something. As far as writing goes, it's a bit like debate club for mutterers.
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Bought a new camera last week. Slim, cheap. (The old one sort of bloated and died, which was far too allegorical.) At least now I can correct a certain deficit in Oona pictures (lately).
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Bought the camera at Walmart. Had not been there for a few years. So much had changed so little -- still slightly malevolent in its baggy-panted randomness. Why are they selling groceries? And then there was that certain moment where I realized that I might be the most able-bodied person in the building – TERRIFYING. The quickened, cattle-call checkout in the centre area is new; I kept expecting to be fed into a giant, bloodied threshing machine.
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Number nine is our exquisite corpse is up. Also: making stuff up is abandoned in killing kind of way.