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2006-08-23.6:31 p.m.
Technology Jeffrey McDaniel The sink's dishes are the sink's problem as I ooh and aah at the complexity of balance implicit to keep the structure: eight glasses, thirteen bowls, a valley of forks, intact, while I run hot water over a knife for my onion. There's a science to the bathtub's archipelago of grunge colonies that's necessary to America. My toothbrush is the pin keeping Detroit from collapse. No, I can't cut my fingernails and risk re-ordering the universe's distribution of atoms, mass, stars popping like light bulbs. And this new, improved imaginary lover - her whiplash parabola of tongue snaps sandpaper over spine. Yeah, in thirteen seconds of pure logic I boomerang to the future and return as a glimpse.
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