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Monologue in two days.
Mom comes in ten.
Twentieth birthday in fourteen.
Second anniversary in fifteen.
Venice, Italy in seventeen.
What a month! And we shall see crumbs in the crevices of our wallets, thin as dust. And we shall eat top ramen 'til we can suppress our gags no more.
The light from the screen is gouging my eyeballs with invisible thumbs; I must eject.
Mom comes in ten.
Twentieth birthday in fourteen.
Second anniversary in fifteen.
Venice, Italy in seventeen.
What a month! And we shall see crumbs in the crevices of our wallets, thin as dust. And we shall eat top ramen 'til we can suppress our gags no more.
The light from the screen is gouging my eyeballs with invisible thumbs; I must eject.