Plan of work: Re-prepare syllabus for Jeff's course so that I "magically" end up getting to write a parody of Mary Louise Pratt's essay "Arts of the contact zone".
Title of parody: Zoned out.
Theme: Contact-zone envy in suburban life.
Feature sentence: "Then for awhile, I told people that my mother is Chinese".
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in a cold, silent laboratory bathed in sterile fluorescent light - a scientist hunched over in a red shirt laughs just enough to give him a smile to walk home with.
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