Reality Bites

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There’s no point to any of this, it’s all a random lottery of meaningless tragedy in a series of near escapes. So I take pleasure in the details, a Quarter Pounder with cheese, those are pretty good. The sky about ten minutes before it rains. A moment when your laughter becomes a cackle and I sit back and I smoke my Camel Straights and I ride my own melt.

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