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Time disappears like a dewaxing machine and takes with it the remaining down and pin feathers of a scared volunteer of a vaudeville magician. and we are left in a spectacularly flat open saltpan. there are fine features on the second derivative; they tinkle quietly as you push your hair behind your ear. The abundance of halite and the lack of limestone suggest the saltpan of an ephemeral lake where you can you can dry up your endless tears like breast milk. What Do You Do When Someone Steals Your Content. you lay down and die? there was a curse on your family and it fell on you…”