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February 23, 1992,
I had a fever of about 102, writhing in bed, I watched Blade Runner, and creaked out of bed to scrawl this original.
I later expanded it to 32 pages, a never-finished near-novel that reflected some rich issues I am almost remiss to post on my site. In 1992, when I was 17, I used to carry this around with me, Noah, Jeeks were forced to read the new pages as they came out.