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epitome of incomprehensibility
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(A poem from fun_with_automatic_transcription. Sometimes there's migratory_chin_change, sometimes we chronicle the secret gay-lesbian alliance of electricians in 1970s England. That's just how it works around here.) Symptom Girl and 1970s Gender and other characteristics of sleekness: we tried to meet with the wall to get things straightened out. And I was like Please. Talking just happened in England. Take the super straight language, tantalized English, which says it's a variety of certain liking: girls are constructed of a super straight war on the side of the curl. Diet sport, kitchen and currents. But first I reject anyone. The trust switches. Many of the girls that I missed, the glossier code-switching, same, same. Dielectric company. Box Collider. In crystals for that. In spite of the academies, dictionaries and grandma, the social punching from grandma indexes, I've updated their breeding schemes. They participate in cultural them, the tunnel community, the construction of antennas. What silent? The people are powered. I said that ship can lead to death, but it doesn't have to.
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(i love love love this, e_o_i! so many surprises with tone and your seamless stitching of brilliant lines. this is a work of art and i'm so geeked. you may think it nonsensical, but there is definitely a narrative here, a connective tissue that weaves these found bits together into a cohesive whole.)
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"symptom girl and the 1970s" sounds like a really intriguing title for something
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what's it to you?
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