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Rough morning, too little sleep, but I kept typing. I call “victory”, although I do so in a fairly lifeless voice and punctuate it with a yawn. Maybe I’ll try to hit the keys tonight, between cherry pits.

Crossposted from Epinepherine & Sophistry

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