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this box of brainsfeels so much lessthan special at timeswishing that my favoriteartists weren’t so uncoolor that i cared about houseplantsand had an eye for decoratingor a gender identityor that i played tennis really wellthat languages would stickand i could cite theorywhile i give you a glimpseof the horsehead nebulathrough my elaborate telescopebefore utterly blowingContinue reading “compared to all the local celebrities”