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ONE MUST STUFF THE THINGS ONE HAS LEARNED BACK INTO THE BLACK ATTACHE CASES AND ALLOW THEM TO BE TRUNDLED TO THE BRANCHY FORGOTTEN INSIDE ONE'S SKULL IN ORDER TO PERFORM THE DRUDGERY OF DAILY WATERY SOUPS. it is a day that i am quiet and want unknown things. UNBEKNOWNST. it is a day i sit in the birdbath because that will be more than sitting anywhere else and i am tired and it is a long tumbling down the desert day. it is a day people stare into each other's glasses. and junior executives fill out slips of pink paper. and place it them the care of another. who would stuff them into his trousers then leave his office. the airconditioner would come on and blow all the papers from the desk and the junior executive would bend down and crawl around on top of the papers looking for a secret door to escape through. maybe the boss would come in and say "WHERE IS MY JUNIOR EXECUTIVE?" and the junior executive would be sitting in the birdbath.
by The JavaScript Source
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