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The blinking cursor likes to mock me. It's bored, you see, and nothing gives it greater pleasure than my frustration as it leaps up and down on the blank screen. Well, I don't want to disappoint. If we talked…like we wrote…how exactly would that sound? If we… chose every word… as… painstakingly… in speech as we do in print… would we ever…understand… each other? Awkward silence… blinking cursor… they would both enjoy themselves… immensely. Enough pauses…enough ---s to fill in… with what we want to know… that no…one would ever… disappoint… again. But Nothing could.

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