Dyskensia A chiseled and aged man gapes his mouth repeatedly to thrust his tongue into air, his pointed spear aimed to dislodge unsuspecting bus passengers. I was so thankful when he pulled the cord to depart, I couldn't bear the spectacle of him. He stepped off, dutifully beginning his march to a boarding home and I knew he'd have some meds to take there. He still haunts me every night -- every night when that flesh-pink pill rest on my tongue while I stand in my bathroom with my toes curling and uncurling, oblivious to my will. shunned_dune -- ╭──────────────────╮╭────────────╮╭─╮ │ 世界正崩毁离析，时间正倾倒颓坏。 ├┴╮http://distract.org/╭┴┤ │ ╰─┬────────────────╯ ├──────────┤ ╰┬╯ ╰──────────────────╯ ╰──╯ --

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