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Identity is the nexus that establishes the continuity that is personhood; a persistence of consciousness with duration sufficient for self-reflection. Instinct, if it falls short.

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I can only relate how it is from inside my skin, for me. The whole being inside a flesh tube absolutely has to be gotten over from the get go or we won't be getting any work done.

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the parrot! Every time I repeated under my breath, "Mittens is the dog, Rover is the cat," the damned parrot would sing "ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall" just to

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couldn't see what he was stealing from the ghosts. He stole the ghost of Christmas Past's wallet and lost all of his spirit cash at the Casino of the Dead. "Dammit all to Heck!" he

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stifle him with her traditional dolphin ways, and he bit a chunk out of her dorsal fin. That tore it. She knew she had to leave Dan that very night. While he slept, she swan out

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But not with her. Maybe that's why she needed money- to get her shyster second husband out of prison. I never liked him, anyway. He wore aviator glasses. She probably wanted to buy

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"I got something she can research & develop, if you know what I mean." "That'll be enough of that kind of talk Mr. Shmuckatelli. The search party hasn't found anything on you yet."

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a moot exercise during the #metoo climate. I mean, between one junior executive to another junior executive, it sucks that our company fencing champ is a chick. Angela from R&D.

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"Who's fault is that? Yours. You're always running away from authentic experiences. I bet you're still a virgin IRL. Wait, here comes the big wave. Cover your 6. They like to burst

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thought of John McClane in a ventilation duct as a great idea for a Christmas tree ornament. Not life size, of course. Then the chimney's flue closed on Jimbo's boot. He was stuck.