Finished Folds (161—170)
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2go there to get high on algae and by the time they're done they think it's all been a hallucination anyway. What the Snorks don't know about the sub-ocean battleground is that
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1and he smells like pickles and mustard, which doesn' t surprise me. Old people like mustard. Dad had warned me about this: "When an old man stares at your shoes, give him mustard"
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3mostly because they resemble puffballs. A gipsy once told me I had been a puffball in a previous life. But then when I asked her what my future would be like, she said
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1"One day, I will tell my children about this...", I thought to myself. The whole situation strangely reminded me of
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4found a guilty pleasure in watching herself in the mirror while she mumbled the same phrase over and over again:
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3I reckoned a sufficient ammount of Justin Bieber songs could help me put myself into a pretty decent self-induced coma. Terried, I grabbed
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3had gone mad in the Sahara desert, searching for windows to clean. Sometimes he would splash some Windex on his handkerchief just so he could smell it, and it would make him
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4was so vast, it's immensity resembled a boundless, waste region of chaos. Everything about her was artificial. I could only ponder upon the horrifying implications as I
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3recite what appeared to be nothing more than nonsensical poetry. "Why, he's as mad as a hatter!", the other one replied. "The bloody old fool must be suffering from
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7becoming very clear to him: he had already crossed the boundary which separated reality from nightmare. There was no doubt in his mind, he had become the victim of