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Flakey Foont@flakyfoont.bsky.social |
To be fair, I sometimes follow people through the streets whispering Herzogian narration about what they might be doing. "He is window-shopping, but is it for a pen to write a suicide note or a knife with which to cut his wrists and escape from the absurd loneliness that drives him?"
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