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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. ¨
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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.
, 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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