sappatoti
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Joined: 10/30/2006 From: the edge of darkness... Status: offline
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*... wandering aimlessly about the gangways and decks, not really remembering how or why I ended up on one of them, and why I'm wearing broken handcuffs on each wrist, I'm feeling a bit woozy ... reaching into my pocket and finding a small unmarked flask and vaguely remembering it was for motion sickness, I swallow its entire contents ... after a few more moments of aimless walking, I suddenly feel a violent scream begin deep down inside, surging its way out ... then all goes black ...*
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Never mind the man on the edge of the darkness... he means no harm... "Community, Identity, Stability." ~ A Brave New World, Aldous Huxley, 1932 If you don't like my attitude, QUIT TALKING TO ME!
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