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Huck Finn is dead. Some say he died alone in an apartment in Tulsa during a Swamp People marathon body discovered three days later after neighborly complaints, face somewhat gnawed by his trusty cat. Some say he died in Montana, struck mute by space, rigid with terror, dreaming of The River, beside a trout stream, eaten by a jealous grizzly with a taste for southern cuisine and fame. Some say he died in Arizona rattlesnake struck and shrieking beneath a pellucid sky seeking to glean current events and unlikely meanings from ancient petroglyphs. It does not matter where or how; only that Huck Finn is dead, and with him the lights of the territories gone black. ~mce
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Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 8:15 PM UTC
Huck Finn Is Dead
Huck Finn is dead. Some say he died alone in an apartment in Tulsa during a Swamp People marathon body discovered three days later after neighborly complaints, face somewhat gnawed by his trusty cat. Some say he died in Montana, struck mute by space, rigid with terror, dreaming of The River, beside a trout stream, eaten by a jealous grizzly with a taste for southern cuisine and fame. Some say he died in Arizona rattlesnake struck and shrieking beneath a pellucid sky seeking to glean current events and unlikely meanings from ancient petroglyphs. It does not matter where or how; only that Huck Finn is dead, and with him the lights of the territories gone black. ~mce
mike-essig
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Jul 1, 2015
Jul 1, 2015 at 8:15 PM UTC
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