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Cook Hotels in Rhodes and Kos Islands, Greece
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My love is a dog from Hell, Julia Soboleva
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o the many things u cud do wit a mac-11 nd a keltech
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Wars fought alone.
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Margaret Atwood, The Animals in That Country; from ‘Speeches for Dr Frankenstein’
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I like being alive. I like the feeling of the sun on my skin. I like the concept of living on a planet, being an animal. I like to feel the breeze on my skin, especially when I'm sweating. Driving to get coffee this morning, I noticed at least 10 pieces of roadkill. From fully formed freshly killed opposum to unrecognizable smears of blood and fur to black charred circles that are more tire imprints than anything now. That's just what I could see. There's way more dead animals that weren't even significant enough for me to notice their corpses. I think every part of that road at one point had a dead animal flattened and plastered over it. If you could superimpose every dead animal hit by a car since that road was built, it would be a road entirely covered in fur and feathers and blood and meat. Death is all around us. We're up to our neck in it. It's ubiquitous. It's natiral. I don't think there's any real reason my life should have more meaning or value than any of those dead flattened animals. In the animal kingdom I'm long dead. Not fit for survival. I've been kept alive through artificial means, so I can only have an artificial life. I can't live but I can be kept alive.
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good bones by maggie smith saturday . give it up for good bones by maggie smith saturday
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