tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20334211.post-66363099728769748012008-05-05T13:58:00.001-04:002008-05-05T13:58:39.437-04:00

Your problems are mine, database. I want to understand you. I learn, slowly. I know that bananas are "bananas fresh ripe" while carrots are "carrots large fresh." My fingers have come to expect the secret curves of your body. You know my rhythms, and I know yours. The slow trips I take across each cell at first, quicker and quicker as we go. The slow careful caresses as I allocate the bread

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