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“I’m gonna smash my hand bones against your face pieces!”
“A mobius of impractical clothing. How do I put this shirt on? There’s no inside or outside! It’s a bunch of sleeves wrapped in on one another.”
“Cause you’re the kind of person who’s out at the intersection of Nature and Nurture in the middle of a Tuesday, buying one pack of smokes with mostly change. One of the bills was wet. Just one of them.”