You were reading this sentence when you suddenly

You were reading this sentence when you suddenly decided that you would add a sentence or two to it!
Meta fiction! (You think.) One to get the old gray matter bubbling. You march off and sharpen five cedar pencils made by the Blackfeet Tribe and a ream of foolscap. But how to sta
ve off Pseudo-Dostoevsky, his creditors, and his pack of #2 Mohawk pencils? In a vision, a Blackfoot Elder tells you to set alight a cedar pencil with some sage to prevent
embezzlement spirits from inhabiting his business ledger. He tallied up with burning pencil tips. The graphite formed icosohedral cages around the decimals that didn't add up.
The Graphite then began to reconcile the accounts by checking each amount on the ledger against the bank statement. As soon as the decimals were accounted for they were released
because I am a catch and release Dewy Decimal hunter. It's really the awesome forests of the libraries that I enjoy. My fingers are calloused from index cards. The library of
endless night is a hard place to survive, especially as the bookworms can grow to look like dragons, but I survive, burning pulp fiction for warmth and raiding the cafeteria for
leftovers. Getting locked in this huge building alone was not on my list. My phone was dead, the power was out anyway. How long can I go without
finding something to eat. I've been in here for
who knows how long. Suddenly, I find myself wishing I was home.

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