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Chomp Chomp Chomp Stairwell wood Michael Ondaatje is what you want to be and maybe I'm high from being tired and maybe I'm on the internet maybe.

American Elf opened up it's archives and maybe you'd like that. Let's not commit to any certainty okay and maybe this kind of an entry makes me a fourteen year old but the world needs those crazy kids goddamn it otherwise how would we all

eat

them for dinner.

Addendum: This is the thing

the thing that we are going to do.

Solar panels will be bought and affixed to a building that is older than pepsi-cola and the British Empire combined. The house will be lived in by good mannered folk who sometimes make ill informed decisions while raising their four bright, identical children. Boys so blond and blue eyed that even Hitler wouldn't complain but somehow the parents are black and we're not talking adoption or stem cells or nothing. It's just the way it is.

These people will give us money for living in the house and we will use this to pay off the solar panels first. This is being an adult. Then the money will pour in. I shall use it to move to Toronto without having to get an office job in Ottawa for a few weeks. You will use it to pay for lessons you have always wanted. In the end, I'll be somewhere different and you'll be someone different.

Then everybody claps and we win.

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