"i have caught life. i have come down with life. i was a wisp of undifferentiated nothingness, and then a little peephole opened quite suddenly. light and sound poured in. Voices began to describe me and my surroundings. nothing they said could be appealed. they said i was a girl named Sydney, and that was that. they said the year was 1991, and that was that. they said i was in Penticton, B.C and that was that.
they never shut up. year after year they piled detail upon detail. they do it still. you know what they say now? they say the year is 2009, and that i am seventeen years old."
they never shut up. year after year they piled detail upon detail. they do it still. you know what they say now? they say the year is 2009, and that i am seventeen years old."
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I am entitled to your assassins opinions