My First Job Was Working In A

Life Was An Impenetrable Mystery Cloaked In Babble.

Freedom Is A Public Library.

My Life Was Incoherent To Me. I Felt It Quivering, Spitting Out Broken Teeth.

Families Hold Each Other In An Iron Grip Of Definition. One Must Break The Grip, Somehow.

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