How.
Why.
What are we doing. How did we get here. Why are we still Here?
I hate this place.
I've said before, it's nowhere. It's nowhere, nonsense, silly. It's lost.
But I'm still here.
Still Here.
Should I be happy? Smile, get away?
Should I be faking something?
Anything.
Everything?
Lateral.
Toomuchtoomuchtoomuch.
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