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“Out of loneliness and exhaustion, the unknown quantity picks up a title and a place on the shelf. They’ll have to kill me first. That’s what I’ve come to realize. Ten thousand nights in the grey, wasted desert of alienation and isolation is a joy compared to one filthy minute in their lifeless, Death propelled incineration machine.”

I feel lonely when I’m on my own. But I feel even more lonely when I am in a room full of people. I feel the alienation. Here alone, there is nothing to make a comparison or contrast to.

The alien man waved his arms up and down and noticed that he couldn’t wave in the right language so he stopped.