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This is my test flash fiction story for a book idea that is in the vein of David Sedaris. Since I’m not obviously writing consistently to get done with my other novel idea (due to personal shit going on to be honest), I decided to write try something else. For some reason I’m having a
Oh me! Oh life! of the questions of these recurring, Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill’d with the foolish, Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I, and who more faithless?) Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the struggle ever renew’d, Of

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