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"our hospitable nymph
as if stunting a body double
blots the screen
we - inspected, classified, deloused - admire her in manifest pride
as a sickly colony that pictures
itself
largely as a fantasy"

GMSN. I've built a neat recording device with which I've been quietly tracking this talkative drone. Not sure where it is headed. We're currently in an alley and the chanting of the south side miners lashes in its last echo.