I must be under attack. I have my suspicions. One is.....she knows who she is. She's not the only one but I do suspect her. She is a madwoman and well that's all there is to it. What choice do I have? Except.....
I also dreamt that I was a journalist interviewing Neo Nazis and riding my bike through East Harlem. A lot of empty parking lots.
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