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The lake

I saw a bearded man walking down the street, violently banging his head back and forth, his screams muffled slightly by his terrrifying clenched teeth. He was aimed for the lake. I saw another man, bearded too, but this time running, arms flailing, neck bent, towards the lake. I recall thinking “In Voklian Geometry all […]

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