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Ms. Smartarse
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Do I sleep? Does anyone sleep? There are moments when the numbness overwhelms me and clogs up my head so that I cannot see or think. Perhaps these fugues, these broken zombie moments, are sleep. Sleep for the new city. Perhaps that is all we can hope for any more.
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Ms. Smartarse
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The dancing mad god moved through the room with a savage alien step. It gathered us to it - we renegades, we criminals. We refugees. Constructs that tell tales; earthbound garuda; reporters who make news; criminal scientists and scientific criminals. The dancing mad god collected us all like errant worshippers, chiding us for going astray.
— Sep 28, 2026 01:16PM
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