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Piss Painting 1

All that sun and not a lick of ozone to buffer busts up your capillaries and gives you all those spots, you get striated and sandy like a big rock or a seashell.

I feared scurvy with fervor and supposed that if I thought about it all the time then it wouldn't happen to me

One day, not today, I think I will let her lick each birthmark off of me

Tail end

I was under the impression that change would happen slowly (But that it would happen), I waited for the differentness to take hold