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On my fire exit with my lethal Mentoses. Not really waiting. Just looking at telephone wires dividing today's sparse clouds, biding my time until books are cleared from shelves, unused tampons chucked to the garbage bin, the hairbrush plucked from the passenger seat. I've recharged my Patience Meter yesterday, thanks to some leftover adobo.

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I have this terrific urge to leap down from this height to buy a flag from the lady in red. Happy Independence Day (tomorrow), kiddos.

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Must write a story with no moon, no cigarettes, no alcohol of any kind, and no sex. Oh, my.

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I miss Sir Sawi, haha.