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2006-02-02
viral transit


1. My population has increased by a million overnight. Soda salesmen relax with imported child prostitutes at the annual convention. Trout rangers proudly display scars earned from recreational surgery.

2. Lights are dimmed for the night. The mail clerk digs coins out of his pocket and approaches the narcotics vending machine. Doors open and close. Elevators land and rise. Custodians pace the floors.

3. I spit on Hollywood movie ads plastered all over the subway station. I meet a woman outside in the rain. I pay her to tease me with the hem of her skirt while I masturbate under the umbrella. Headlights flash across us as I come on her legs.



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