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As its million-needled terraces saturated with ink against the impotent white grey and local pools of illumination appeared indicating singularities in habitable space where vision was ascendant, local businesses distributed themselves sogging over the surface of that morning's milk and that was the Ace of Tree.

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Guan Yin sat unwriting with her eraser, Thil soaked solids up through structured vaccuum, and the ancestors held in their bodies how a billion years ago can be like just yesterday.

Off-Heat-Fan. The Three of Switch.

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She sucked on anise drops from a tin--Years later I was correcting myself and saying 'anise' with the same importance--Bartlett's anise drops. And the police came to the door one day to ask about her. The next nights, the hall light coming under the door, I could hear phone conversations. I found out where she got anise drops. They had them at the gas station.

Mom, dad, sister, brother. The Four of Dinnertime.

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Thil traveled around entirely on the mistakes, Guan Yin spoke the Dharma along the network when a company hid its intentions in its policy language even from itself, and the ancestors fell eternally through the astrological houses.

An initial hopeful meeting, a usual nighttime wandering of supermarket aisles, follow-up emails, downtown lights that go yellow as you approach though all the network of amber-lit passages has forgotten what cars look like, a brief interchange of emails unrecognized years later in an old Sent Messages folder. The Five of Occurrence.

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She needed money. going in on some apartments with Anile in Texas. Then she was watching TV in the livingroom as always, nobody talking about anything.

Night air through the car window. Lights going green at your approach like locks along the strait. Unless something can be inside itself, its inside might as well be outside and commercial properties will always whisper hints to an inner question and always have to.

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Guan Yin held her position, thereby living the whole world in the negative, and the towering multi-tiered pine was absorbed into the black.

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