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She probably thought it was because I smoke brunels steamship tobacco or something, because I smoke. That's me, with stabbing leg pain, concentration issues, who wants to sleep so badly I could consider suicide a viable option. Fixing her stuff. Taking shit from someone who was probably squeezing shit into their strides as we spoke. As I nearly die to help. That's humans. That's who the fuck they are. Broken narratives. Passing for identity. The shit we have taken from veils of nothing. Dogma.