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Nov 2019
They only offer a 3D scan,
and me,
multidimensional,
not unintentionally so,
so I refused.

Anyhow,
a silk purse and a sow's ear
look the same from the rear,

which is besides any point
except for the point of no return
where refunds are not given,

I am pulled there by forces
unknown to me,
free, but not free to decide
if the price is worth it.
John Edward Smallshaw
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John Edward Smallshaw  67/Here and now
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