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i have traversed the landscape
of induced insanity.

A blinding whiteness. No, not blinding as such.

always feel like i am doing something wrong

Blazing down neon lit asphalt streets
1.2.3.4.5. Red lights blasted through

She had hoped no one would notice the quick hot flood down her right leg.

Unspooling all my soul,
unrolling all the multicolored threads
for loosing and for layering,
allowing them to laugh and lie with me:

My job is to witness terrible things.

Inspektor Zig is an existential detective.

Being this close was something I never really thought about. It’s not something I really ever had to think about.

Joe returned home one day with a massive haul of drugs to test and review for his website that had over a quarter of a million subscribers.