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Every morning at the 7-eleven, immovable blocks of people loiter in the aisle by my chocolate chocolate chip muffin. For a long time I though that they were blind and deaf.

coordinates

vector: eclaircissement fading into the dull forever.

position: supine [relative to grid]

reading: Textual Dynamics of the Professions .

Eds: Bazerman and Paradis

Notes: "Abrupt ending--consider adding the phrase or maybe we're just bitter ". [my italics, in margins of Fahnestock and Secor]

coffee

The bitter thoughts that prey on her on the porch in the sun /which highlights a shimmering layer of dust.

Woot!

Everyone has either :

a) a website, or

b) a grade that reflects the quality of their written work in Advanced Expository Writing, not your personal issues or concurrent preparation for the MCAT.

Time to go home and uncork a bottle of wavy watermelon detangler.

shame

Read a differing version of the frame and story.

O indistinct and unpronounceable god-slash-s-es.

Tonight I will sleep like a floating hoverlink at bottom=0.