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Because when I see it I wanna view it all in 720p; a 360 window to the world around me. No grit, grain, or scratch-sand photographs, no bullet-pointed drafts of what there is around, but instead something clear cut and defined, like the cut throat lines of the rail track heading north, the tarmac black railings decorating the edge of the port, telegraph poles and fly fish line linking your telephone call to my telephone call; and if you're ringing from a mobile there are still lines connecting the call, it's just you can't see them as they're kept within a box somewhere above us waiting to be decommissioned, waiting to fall back to Earth.
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Feb 24, 2014
Feb 24, 2014 at 9:39 AM UTC
Long Distance Phone Call
Because when I see it I wanna view it all in 720p; a 360 window to the world around me. No grit, grain, or scratch-sand photographs, no bullet-pointed drafts of what there is around, but instead something clear cut and defined, like the cut throat lines of the rail track heading north, the tarmac black railings decorating the edge of the port, telegraph poles and fly fish line linking your telephone call to my telephone call; and if you're ringing from a mobile there are still lines connecting the call, it's just you can't see them as they're kept within a box somewhere above us waiting to be decommissioned, waiting to fall back to Earth.
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tim-knight
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Feb 24, 2014
Feb 24, 2014 at 9:39 AM UTC
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