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a plaster-ish texture, somewhat evocative of the ceiling at the first place you ever rented |
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some kind of tiedyed plaster weirdness. if not for its texture, it may have been nice to wear |
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you know those weird lights you see when you press on your eyeballs? |
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the arcade carpet is worn, and through less-than-sober eyes almost seems to undulate |
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careful, that looks pretty warm |
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is it a mushroom? is it moss? ...is it both? freaky. |
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your memories of that one solo cup design, stretched to hell and back |
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uh oh, something ran out of memory. a program? a machine? you? |
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[new] --they were beautiful, the most beautiful skies as a matter of fact-- |
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[new] oozing along on your living room floor |
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[new] only fish can hear you scream underwater. and other things with ears too, i guess |
