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i'm still here, i didn't leave ya. i've been real busy, sleeping on a bunch of stuff, swallowing a bunch of other stuff whole. some gets left alone, you know, doesn't have anything to do with me. i breathe at you and the car fogs up. i got options, you know. the vastness of it brings me to tears. big round ones. the air is on blast, it crawls up the windshield and reveals the landscape.