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Undergone during puberty, this Till experience in the detective stories and stories of cash registers it would seem, and of magazines, these expositions, were they the bits and pieces of those lipstick traces, the ruby-red memories that now mixed in the pink-drink university of animosity or is iron-side sitting in a chair his penis no longer working but with this inappropriate intern of servitude, pushing him along in the crude of Jim Crow the forever battery, the Reich of thought, is it a right protected by those who are not bright, remember the best and the brightest were always sacrificed in this agriculture of culture, this over-feeding-in-the-in-breeding of genetics after this twenty-four-hour-workout-in-the-gymnasium of racism, this morality of thought, the ethic that were bought, in the holiest-behavior-of-usury-who-would-have thought-this-theme-robbery-it-would-seem-would-motivate the cross-of-this dream-screaming-from-the-history-of-consciousness-it would seem-surfing in the graduate school are we just tools

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