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As you lift the bowl to your face, your view of the room is obscured..
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As you lift the bowl to your face, your view of the room is obscured..
I was sinking. You switched off the lights. We tripped up, together..
We all want it to end. But none of us know how. this is not NEXTERNAL.
This is a thing that is something, a work that is leisure, an end that's just beginning. I don't. I don't. I don't..