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...@...... a dystopian mc donalds toilet steals my ....@.....
....@..... agency. too much agency already in this @....@....
.....@.... room. saturated. i can only do what it .@....@...
......@... wants in the way it wants. ..@....@..
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.@........ but: in a miracolous fraction of a ......@...
..@....... second, its true thoughts slip through .......@..
...@...... to me, previously unheard even by its ........@.
....@..... builders (the room was thought to be .........@
@....@.... without consciousness). ..........
.@....@... ..........
..@....@.. the room thinks about creatures lying ..........
...@....@. down, going off to sleep, making ..........
....@....@ themselves comfortable first... is this ..........
.....@.... only optimizing a resting position for ..........
......@... the body? or is there another will @.........
.......@.. involved? .@........
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.........@ a dark listening taking place, ...@......
.......... a silent concert. ....@.....
.......... .....@....
.......... is there another desire injected at ......@...
.......... hypnagogia? something from the other .......@..
.......... side, guiding them, @.......@.
.......... arranging their bodies. @@.......@
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