Holy Fuck. Holy Holy Fuck.
I don't want to read the news, don't want to listen to the radio, don't want to think.
The rules of the game have changed. Smoke and Mirrors win the day. Catch phrases. Code words. Muddied waters.
My pimple is still here (see below) and I'm sure I'll have 20 more by the end of this week. My skin reacts badly to a god dam stupid public.
Wednesday, November 3
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