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Four years ago my skin started to crawl. I wasn’t prepared at all. I was winter hellebore with a neck unable to keep my head from drooping. I can only look at the pavement, at my feet. I don’t want to meet, I just want the vintage Armani jacket back. I didn’t mean to buy you that. Purchases made during dissociation are null and void. I thought you’d have better manners. No idea why. We all love to seize an opportunity. Did you infect me whilst we slept? I could have sworn that before you I never clawed at my skin at all.
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