Tuesday, May 17, 2005

Goodnight, moon 

Maybe I'll go down to the power room and shut off the blinking lights tomorrow. Right now, I've been flattened by another attack of B.S.S. and so I'm lying on my cot in the tiny room under the stairs. With the lights out. Damn. What's that sound out in the street... Guttural shouting, boots marching...

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