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Dec 2017
Her family was dead; her faith in globalism: tested. “Hand to me, with calculation, my intrauterine device.”; “Here you go,” responded Toby who'd handled his expected share of them. “Wait in the truck. I have a spare in the truck...” My new "smart" meter is a crystal ball that's saved me the cost of 40 trips to the fortune teller. My "smart" meter manages my state-lottery winnings. Before the "smart" meter I violently (and copiously) vomited upon rising and after making sharp right turns or left ones or when the phone rang.
𝘚𝘶𝘻𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 ᴮᵉʳˡⁱⁿˢᵏʸ
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𝘚𝘶𝘻𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 ᴮᵉʳˡⁱⁿˢᵏʸ  Simpang Bedok, Singapore
(Simpang Bedok, Singapore)   
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