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Thursday, October 31, 2013

All plastic is made of oil

The Institute is in total control. Many of the dwellers become totally dependent of the devices produced to monitor and distract  them. I close my eyes, ignore what I hear and sense. It helps. I have my breakfast in solitude

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      • Wednesday at the Institute
      • All plastic is made of oil
      • The Sleep Laboratory
      • most of them have supposedly been taught...
      • The light is burning my eyes
      • There is no alternative
      • A man of the 21st century
      • Across the street
      • The Abominable Man
      • in the backyards of the Institute
      • and a displaced ear
      • Poor man's swimmingpool
      • Check for yourself
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