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is this a cruel thing to celebrate, this severing of ties? not when those ties were chains and those chains ghoulish. melodramatic? certainly. overly so? of course. hello, i'm female. it's what we do. sensationalize. because we want to be the prize and be prized. and we want to know that the west is wild and won. and we want ties, ties to our own ghosts and not hers. they are the same they are, ghastly, but ours are familiar to us and so seem fairer, lovelier, no? no? they are not. they are only cruel, ghostly, ghastly.
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Nov 26, 2011
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