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THE MUSIC OF YOUR SMILE. A WET LEMON. A VIOLIN. THE SUNBRIGHT MEMORY OF CLEANSER.
SHE GAVE ME A TOUR OF HER VOLCANO. I REDECORATED.
(A TPHD MANGLING OF Tour of a Costa Rican Volcano We Can’t See by Terri McCord)
HOW MANY FOOLS HAVE YOU SUFFERED TODAY? I HAVE LOST COUNT.
YOU’VE LOST YOUR TOY AND NOW IT COULD BE ANYWHERE TOUCHING THINGS AND CAUSING TROUBLE.
GOD I HATE THE WAY THAT THING SMILES.