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I sense compliance when I am reading. I just like characters. I let the characters do what they would do and I don’t ask any questions. I laugh out loud, a lot, at some of the things they do, but I don’t normally get frustrated. I feel my stomach churn nervously with each new installment. I’m physically stressed out by the genius. When I look up and stare at the room, no one is looking at me. No one cares, and if they saw me, they’d think I was nuts.   Or at least a quarter loony.   The background noise of my rapid epiphanies is a woman asking about a continental breakfast. My stomach is acting up so much. I just feel nervous a lot.   All I can do at this point is stare at the beautiful lack of color, of a rain-washed, dim, quarter to five evening.
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Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 4:50 PM UTC
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I sense compliance when I am reading. I just like characters. I let the characters do what they would do and I don’t ask any questions. I laugh out loud, a lot, at some of the things they do, but I don’t normally get frustrated. I feel my stomach churn nervously with each new installment. I’m physically stressed out by the genius. When I look up and stare at the room, no one is looking at me. No one cares, and if they saw me, they’d think I was nuts.   Or at least a quarter loony.   The background noise of my rapid epiphanies is a woman asking about a continental breakfast. My stomach is acting up so much. I just feel nervous a lot.   All I can do at this point is stare at the beautiful lack of color, of a rain-washed, dim, quarter to five evening.
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Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 4:50 PM UTC
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