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I, sitting there dumbly, pounding head on keyboard asking what to work on though the answers are floating in the air somewhere in front of me, and it just a matter of requesting they come to me.
The air is stale, walls very white in this house in these suburbs in this county in this state.
Sports cars out front, pretty little (but not too little, several years post-pubescent) girls across the street, washing cars in too tight swim suits, soap and water, wet hair pulled back tight, shimmering, not understanding my cross-street neighbor man lust. They wave, smile bright perfect white dental insurance private school teeth in pretty pink mouth hovering somewhere above cream petite teenage breasts and still, thank god, virgin mons pubii.
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