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2008-03-09 05:08 am (UTC)
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And the lights go out. Every sense is dull and now numb. There is...nothing.
A spotlight.
There is a young brunette sitting at a bar. She is slurping a multicolored milkshake through a neon pink swirly straw.
She stops. Twirls the straw between her fingers. Then, takes another noisy slurp.
"Well," she says. "Your mind is...fascinating."
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A spotlight.
There is a young brunette sitting at a bar. She is slurping a multicolored milkshake through a neon pink swirly straw.
She stops. Twirls the straw between her fingers. Then, takes another noisy slurp.
"Well," she says. "Your mind is...fascinating."