technicians of space ship earth, this is your captain speaking,
your captain is dead!
publishing dangerous fictions
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Friday, December 29, 2017
everything's fucked, will be the title of a novel i have yet to write. although i am in good spirits after val and olga hash cookie and me went out for an indian. i saw my friend iggy in the city, we wander around drinking coffee and talking about politics, global conflicts, control methods and girls. i have good friends, few but all exceptional.
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