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Slowtar, the monster, is black sludge. He engulfs all alive, complaining begrudgingly about the ongoing construction. striped cones only tell us where to go.

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courtney-pruitt

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courtney-pruitt

30 / F

Published

Sep 15, 2018

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Tags: #nihilism #existentialism #mediocrity

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