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I lost everything but my

  • I lost everything but my
  • my ability to remember what I was looking for. Soon after that, I forgot that I ever had anything to lose, which left me feeling a little reticent about talking about it. . .so I
  • visited a neurologist. "I may have alzheimers," I said. "And when did this begin?" asked the doctor. "When did what begin?" "Wha.. who are you?" I scratched my head in confusion:"I
  • "... wait.. what am I doing here again?" I asked, staring confusedly at the doctor. The doctor sighed, "Let's take this from the top..."
  • "No, no wait I'm sorry-" I started. "My memory's still feeling fuzzy." The doctor took his time to explain once more. "What you had told me was that lodged in your rectum was a
  • fragment of your imagination." "You mean 'figment', don't you, doc?" "No, actually. Apparently in the recent past, you had your head up your...up there. See?" He showed me the xray
  • and indeed my cranium had been up my rectum not long ago. I could tell because I was wearing the glasses I got last year. "Put the x-ray away, Doc," I begged, "I'll keep it out of
  • your face. Promise." The Doctor waggled his eyebrows at the patient with the curious medical condition. He'd seen stranger things
  • Than this when he took a vacation to The Invisible Cities and couldn't print photos from them. He only had his voluminous notes, which were yet to be published. The University of
  • Malcalvo expressed some interest but backed out when the preconditions for their inclusion required 7 infant sacrifices. The Nostril Costra refused to yield ground and it was a on.

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