losing track of time already dates become meaningless words more meaningful I am the prototype to all that will come after meDREAM: my dream self rises slowly and sneaks off to call the police because it spotted my other dream self sneaking off to do something illegal. am I that strict with everyone? In London, she waits to hear from her lover. her recently delivered ultimatums have had their desired effect. during this acceptance period, she waits and plans an alternate future. London. fog has decided to stay. she cannot begin to agree with him. Night moves in on fog. holds her cigarette as if waiting for someone expected to liberate her. The muse has left the building.
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