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STILL UNKNOWN TO ME, OTHER THAN THROUGH
DREAMS*. APPARENTLY MADE FOR MAKING
HOLES. THEY MAY BE DARK AND MONOCHROME.
THEY MAY NOT.
WHITE POWDER, DOSED BY WAY OF KEY?
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, *A RED CYLINDER, WIDE AS A FINGER.
GLOSSY FRECKLED CERAMICS, WITH
SOMETHING ORGANIC INSIDE, BEING .
CORRUPTED BEFORE YOUR EYES - TURNING TO %
. ASH, BUT THERE'S NO FLAME. YOU HOLD IT
UP TO YOUR NOSE, SUCK IT IN WITH A
SHARP INHALE. EXIT TO THE BALCONY. ~
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. HERE ON THE FIFTH FLOOR, WITH A VIEW
OVER THE PARKING LOT, THINGS START
FOLDING INTO EACH OTHER, LIKE .
COLLAPSING A CARDBOARD BOX. DIMENSIONS ¨
BECOMING FLAT AND ADJACENT. PRESSED
INTO EACH OTHER. CREASES ARE FLATTENED
. OUT, DISTANCES DISAPPEAR, THE WORLD IS
. MANGLED DOWN TO TWO DIMENSIONS. AND ,
SUDDENLY LIGHT FALLS ON THE EDGE OF
^ EVERYTHING RATHER THAN THE SURFACE: IT .
ALL GOES COMPLETELY DARK. .
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