Tuesday, March 1, 2016

7872. SOLID FROTH OF MATTER

SOLID FROTH OF MATTER
It doesn't matter what you are doing right
now; the trains are running again from Newark,
it was just another morning suicide who had
stopped things up. There ought to be an
open track left just for daily jumpers :
'This train stops for no one!'
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Now they clean the brain matter from the
engine's front, and I'm OK with that.

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